She wore that orange sun dress she loved. It was light and cottony and whenever she wore it, it made her feel like the sun.

In fact, whenever she wore that dress it made her feel crazy wicked. Crazy wicked in that she felt like running barefoot through a field of yellow sunflowers. It made her feel free and crazy, like dancing barefoot in a circle, until she grew dizzy and finally had to stop.

She breathed in the air, breathed in fully, feeling her lungs become full.

Yes, she was like the sun indeed, apologetically vibrant and spectacular.


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