White Sangria
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Having a funnel cloud formed near by, I remember starting my associates and it was in 2019, when a Tornado formed in Rincon, Ga. I had a final paper due, so I was in the bath tub with my dog, finishing my final paper. My dad was driving home in it. It was my only way to stay calm, don’t ask me what I was thinking at the time. When I told my professor, the look in their face was priceless. I still got an A on my paper. White Sangria is having the instincts to survive, but still your nerves get the best of you. Like right now in North Carolina, another funnel formed near by and I am working on my Podcast. It has passed since then, but still I can’t help it. My brain goes somewhere else when I am scared. I don’t show I’m nervous or scared, I’m cool as cucumber, which throws many off. You know you will be proven innocent, just like all the times before, that’s why you remain calm. The ones who act out are usually the ones who have something to hide.
A color I have searched for since, love can have different meanings, it can make you fall, do funny things, draw you in and make you want more. The butterflies, the argument, the confusion, you still choose to make amends, because you never want to lose the one you love. Your heart rate changes, you blush like a kid. It’s like a high school love all over again. A crush, the chemistry and history, no matter how crowded the room is, the only one that matters is the one that you are in love in. The touch that sends shivers, the “Heart Made Of Words,” are sharing the words that were never said, but needed to be said.
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