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you’ve met the love of your life in college before age 25 and you both want to marry in the church on campus where you met— flower crowns for the bride and her maids suspenders and rolled-up sleeves for the groom and his men. You want to settle near both of your parents (they’re close enough that you won't have to compromise too much) and work 9 to 5 Monday through Friday in the city   and spend your weekends on the lake and boat, jet-skii, watch the sun pass through the sky and over the water, where you learned how to swim (your father threw you in) and thus, you’ll teach your children. They will call your mom Grandma as she makes walleye and hotdish for supper and they will call your dad Grandpa as he stokes the campfire for roasting s’mores. It’s nice to know no water is bluer and no sky is clearer even when moon and stars flicker like lanterns in the wind as the clouds pass over. It’s nice to never wonder because you never asked for more.
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Oct 9, 2017
Oct 9, 2017 at 11:04 PM UTC
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you’ve met the love of your life in college before age 25 and you both want to marry in the church on campus where you met— flower crowns for the bride and her maids suspenders and rolled-up sleeves for the groom and his men. You want to settle near both of your parents (they’re close enough that you won't have to compromise too much) and work 9 to 5 Monday through Friday in the city   and spend your weekends on the lake and boat, jet-skii, watch the sun pass through the sky and over the water, where you learned how to swim (your father threw you in) and thus, you’ll teach your children. They will call your mom Grandma as she makes walleye and hotdish for supper and they will call your dad Grandpa as he stokes the campfire for roasting s’mores. It’s nice to know no water is bluer and no sky is clearer even when moon and stars flicker like lanterns in the wind as the clouds pass over. It’s nice to never wonder because you never asked for more.
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Oct 9, 2017
Oct 9, 2017 at 11:04 PM UTC
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