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theres something about summer holidays that clears the air up. its like saturdays and sunday mornings; u just feel happy and feel happiness around. u go to the patio and u feel smiles, laughters and light souls. when they end, and sadly they do soon, u start to sense angst again. its suffocating for u and for others, though some people  can hide it well or be unaffected by it. i wonder if its a bliss or a curse. im stil learning how to sort them out.