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on super-hot days, when it’s sweaty and you’ve run too long without taking a rest, and the train tables at Barnes & Noble are too crowded with pushy kids to be any fun, and the sprinklers at your favorite park are overrun by big kids playing rowdy games, and your summer drinks have become too hot to enjoy but you’ve run out of pocket change to buy something fresh, and your shoes are feeling too snug because the humidity is making you puffy, and you can hardly wait for the sun to go down so you can plop down with a good book and a fluffy pillow…. on those days, you have to give yourself a pass to feel a little fussy. you have to let yourself be a little quiet and unenergetic. and you have to know that some days are just kind of sticky like that.

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