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Today was the most summer day I've had in a long time. I met Mike in the park because I was playing my cuatro and singing maybe too loud (but who was there to care? The closest people were ages away). I went on a hike to touch the sky, a new part I've never seen before, and I carried two pairs of binoculars and a spotting scope because I have a burning desire to see. I rolled down my windows and pulled over to help a man whose truck didn't work. All I really helped him with was a memory that humans are kind. I fell asleep too late. I'll wake up too early. It's February, and it's summer.