We are moving out of the spring of our lives into the summer; there is nothing to be mourned in that. The spring is only a changing, a preparation, for the summer.
Anyway, we are only going away for a short time. We're destined for new life - and to be reborn - and who knows what that entails? Probably not period three classes bringing a stop to our nice sunny lunch on the sidewalk.
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