I feel like a child on Christmas Eve. Sleep eludes me; drowsiness is replaced with the high of happiness. Tennis. Tennis starts tomorrow, and I seem to come out of my shell a little more each time it does. This year will be different than last. I know that the people around me and the comparative atmosphere will be remember for years to come. Life is good, and I love anything that reminds me of that seemingly insignificant fact.


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