“Its going to be a good day.”
“Its going to be a good day.”
I kept chanting all these good vibes into the atmosphere, turning it into a song as I took my shower and began the day that was supposed to carry nothing but good news. I kept singing it in my head even when Marci was not talking to me. Her flight would leave in the afternoon, taking all the death glares from her and nearly laughing really because she looked so cute if I might say.
It was going to be a good day and I would be seeing Mathew in little than ten minutes. I watched the car take a corner and drive in the road that was leading me to the facility. I had dreamed about him yesterday, Mathew of course. He had been standing before me smiling just as the sun was setting sending bright rays that made him seem like
