17.5.13

The first summer



I always seem to forget what my summer was like once autumn kicks in and the weather suddenly gets much colder. I envy those that can easily tell you about that amazing summer they had a couple of years ago, how much fun they had, how warm it was, how the sun was shinning all day long and the boys they met were the best kissers they ever had. 

What did I even do last summer...? I guess you can blame my amnesia on the awfully long winter we just survived. I wish I could still remember what that summer-freedom feels like, so I could look forward to it; after-all summer is really just 4 nights away. 

But really, it is a positive thing. I can live the next summer like it's the first one I ever had and the last one I'll ever experience.