By Maeve
What a beautiful way to end. It is 75 degrees outside, the sun is out, the birds are singing, and the weatherman actually gave me the Sunday forecast.And yet, the world is still supposed to end.
I myself really don't mind, I actually woke up this morning, I ate my breakfast, I went to the farmers market and Michales, and then helped out at the Lion Park Fair, and nothing has happened yet.
It's the end of the world as we know it, and I don't mind.
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