Nice.

You know what’s nice? Sitting in front of a computer with nothing to do, listening to the Wicked soundtrack.

You know what’s nice? Popping in a fresh piece of fruit gum, letting the sweet flavor explode in your mouth for those first few moments.

You know what’s nice? Wearing denim shorts, sitting in the back of a pickup truck, rolling through the fields of Virginia.

You know what’s nice? Devouring a giant sticky lollipop, strolling the splintered Ocean City boardwalk.

You know what’s nice? Coming home after a long vacation and laying back onto the bed you haven’t touched in a week or so.

You know what’s nice? Painting your toes bright pink the day you can see spring just over the peak of seasons.

You know what’s nice? Sitting on a heated tennis court in the middle of summer, right after jumping out of a pool, your hair leaking chlorine all over the hot green asphalt.

You know what’s nice? Jotting down the things you love for others to read and relate to.

<3 and other good things,

Sweet Tart