Half Day

I am reading War and Peace.  

I am almost done with it.

pg.1055  out of 1417

Only 362 pages left to go.

I should be able to get that done in an afternoon.

But I know I won't.

Today is my Twenty-One and a Half day.

I was going to say I was halfway to being 22, but I hit that mark when I was eleven.

I am directly between 21 and 22.  

As others who have also been this age will tell you, it does feel no different. 

The trees are starting to turn colors.

It was hard to tell at  first, because parts of them are dying from something else and have been brown all year.

But the maples are definitely turning red at the tops.

Part of every day is spent catching the last bits of summer in the form of chalk, butterflies, and dandelion puffs.