The Sun Stood Still.

Yesterday was the summer solstice.

Also known as

the greatest day of the entire year.

I said it,

and I'm not taking it back.

As I was watching the sun rise,

I said to myself,

Sunrises are so glorious.

I wouldn't be surprised

if a feat like this only happened

once a year!

But we get it every day.

I went down the rabbit hole

of Wikipedia

to learn what a solstice really is.

I read about declination

and the celestial equator

and the celestial sphere.

I couldn't quite grasp it.

But I realized,

There is more sunlight today

in which to do things

than in any other day.

This is the best

God has to give us.

So I took my roommate to the airport

to go to Africa,

and went to the temple

and a baby shower.

I snoozed on the couch pleasantly.

Genevieve and I made flower crowns.

Isn't hers a masterpiece?

Erin and I went to Rita's

and I fell asleep reading Dandelion Wine,

the official novel of summertime.

This year, also,

I gathered seven different flowers

and slept with them under my pillow

to see if I would dream of my future husband.

Last year I faked it

with some weed growing behind my apartment,

so this year I wanted to do it right.

And it worked.

I dreamt about not one,

but three boys.

One I like,

one I don't like,

and one that I haven't talked to

since high school.

So anything is possible.