Keep reaching

My favorite barista has been counting down how many days I have left before school ends and my summer begins. I walk in, is asked, "the usual?" And then proceeds by telling me..."two more days!" She seems rather cheerful every time I see her, she does have access to all of the caffeine she needs, I would be one happy person too, if I had infinite amounts of it at my disposal.

Anyway, a friend of mine sent me this from a local newspaper back home. I saw the photo first, then read the headline. Oh my gosh, how awful.