It's 1:11am. After distracting myself with one episode of Lizzie Mcguire (that one episode where their science teacher kept giving Gordo unfair grades), I took another attempt at sleep.

After nearly an hour of my expected tossing and turning, I got up, turned on my lights, and decided to write an essay for English.

My heavy little heart led me to writing about why I love summer so much. And so I'm sitting here, my feet falling asleep, my eyes heavy..but not as heavy as my little heart, writing away about the great things that make me the happiest.

SUMMER.

Oh my little heart aches.