High

I am slightly intoxicated on the air this morning. As soon as I opened my front door and stepped onto the front porch, flashbacks started coming to me. It smells just like mornings in high school, when I'd get to school and we'd stand around in the courtyard until the bell...and then I'd rush off through the emptying cafeteria into the band/chorus room. Aaaaahh...and that particular angle of sunshine hitting us with that chill in the air brings me back to rushing out of the dorm at UNC just to have enough time to stop at the shop next door for a cup of coffee to desperately clutch as I walked to class...I miss school. Message to anonymous- I know it's not very fun right now but HOLD on until college. You're gonna' love it. You'll love the professors and notes and sports and having your own space...
And in response to your question, I have seen Casablanca. It is one of my all time favorites. "Here's lookin' at you, kid..."
Now I have been told to work. Later, ya'll.