I'm digging how Spring feels not unlike having a crush. The increasing warmth as the days lengthen, the vibrancy of emergent colors, the air more fragranced. That lightness of spirit buoyed on reborn freshness. Intoxicants both, delectably mercurial.
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Now, if I could just find a way to get paid for what I can do with my tongue and a cherry stem. 
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