27 | Zinnia

"Step five!"

"Wait! Let me get my pad!"

"Are you ready?"

"No! I don't have a pen!"

"I'm going to start!"

"No! Wait!"

"Three!"

"Ahh!"

"Two!"

"I can't get the cap off!"

"One!"

"Got it! Good—got it—go."

"Spontaneity!"

"Spontan—what?"

"We are going to be more spontaneous!"

"Whoa! Zinnia is getting crazy! What are we doing?"

"We are going to uhh..."

"You didn't think of it ahead of time?"

"That defeats the purpose of spontaneity!"

"True."

"I got it! Are you near a hill?"

"Yeah, there's one at the side of my house."

"Alright, we'll go outside and go to the top of it, I'll wait."

"Ok...almost there...and...I'm...there. I'm at the top, what now?"

"Now we roll down it!"

"Now we—what?"

"We roll down it! So lie down."

"Alrighty, whatever you say."

"Ready? One, two, three, go!"

"AH! Mother f—"

"OH—MY—GOD—"

"GRAVITY TAKE THE WHEEL!"

"I'M GOING A LOT FASTER THAN I THOUGHT I WOULD!"

"THAT'S A GOOD THING!"

"NO!"

"YES!"

"NO!"

"YEEEESSS—alright, I'm out of hill."

"Whew, me too."

"That was fun!"

"I feel like I have a million paper cuts."

"Really? Because I feel like I just rolled down a hill of feathers and it was amazing!"

"Good for you."

"I'm going to go again!"

"You do that. I'm going to wait for the world to stop spinning."

"No! The fun part is to go immediately after so you can see just how dizzy you get!"

"No! That sounds horrible!"

"You're laughing but don't act like you didn't do that when you were—ooph—"

"What? Are you ok?"

"Yeah I'm fine, I was just so dizzy I tipped over."

"You made a noise that sounded like 5 cows, falling down a flight of stairs made of squeaky dog toys."

"No that would be more like, WOWOOEEAHEEMOOO!"

"AH! MY EAR! I'm pretty sure you just burst my eardrum!"

"Oh no, I'm sorr—alright here we go!"

"Silly me for thinking I would get a sincere apology."

"APOLOGIES—ooph—ARE FOR—ah—PEOPLE—ow—WITH REGRETS—ow—"

"So you have no regrets?"

"NOPE!"

"Hm..."

"DO YOU—whew—have any regrets I mean."

"Well...I thought I did but now that I'm thinking about it, I don't. Because anything in the past, no matter how sucky it was, led me to today. Led me to now."

"Led me to you."

"Yeah. So why should I regret anything? Everything is kind of perfect. Oh my god!"

"What?!"

"I think that's the first time I have ever used the word perfect when talking about my life!"

"Well there you go! Oh shoot, my phone is about to die."

"Alright, I should probably get back home anyways."

"I'll call you tomorrow."

"Alright, I'll be waiting."

"And Daisy?"

"Yeah?"

"I think everything is perfect too."

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"Perfect. Everything is perfect."