Not sure why I feel that way other than daisies make me happy. I guess maybe they remind me of simpler times, when would would lolly gag through the fields. Throw rocks, yes, at each other... Day's of helping with hay, working in the garden with mom and playing our super hero games in the woods.When I was older it was laying out the fields with my girlfriends trying to get the perfect tan, talking about what we would do with the rest of our lives. Playing he loves me, he loves me not with the daisies. If we had even had a clue what was down that curvy lane, I might have chosen to stay on the blanket and not move... At least I would still have the perfect tan and be able to still fit in the bikini...
But life doesn't work like that does it. So, back to life and all the speed bumps and hopefully a few pleasant surprises..
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