On Monday, I found a tiny, slippery frog, bounding unevenly from rock to rock, pebble to pebble, its back legs lunging it into the cool summer air before making an error, plunging into the rushing water below like a penny being dropped into a shallow bowl of water.
On Tuesday, I found myself walking down to the blue, crystal lake, mallards merrily splashing and swimming along as their brown and emerald feathers glistened in the bright rays of light, diamonds reflecting under the shining sun.
On Wednesday, I spotted a adorable, little Dalmatian puppy, happily skipping along, its ears flapping and flying backwards as a large gust of wind blew them behind yet a sweet, panting smile was painted across its face almost to big for its furry head.
On Thursday, I sat down on the sun-baked leather seats of a overly-large rollercoaster a ocean of screams, some joyful some terrified, surrounded me when the long, centipede-like machine plummeted to the hard concrete ground at record speed.
On Friday, I experienced the crispy, crunchy batter of a freshly fried cod, its taste exploding like firework of flavour every shard more powerful than the other, the salted skin melted in my mouth as the vinegar left a delightful yet sour taste on my tongue.
On Saturday, I felt the light splashing of water against my leg as the oars of the water-logged boat worked tirelessly as they desperately pushed and shoved the water in an attempt to glide smoothly through the water like a plane fearlessly traveling through the vast wasteland of a sky.
On Sunday, I recklessly climbed to the top of the play house, laying down as i bathed in my victory a sensation on joy pulsing through out my blood as a tickle of pure happiness clambered down my spine, my heart pounding as a glisten and a glow sparked up in my eyes.
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