Summer

The weather was absolutely glorious the other day.
and that got me thinking of Summer.








I am very much so looking foreword to the summer days.
When everything seems longer and lazier,
There is not really a rush
And there is quite frankly a lot of me time.

While I was strolling in the sun today, I was reminded of all my past summer memories.
The cool breeze,
The countless hours under a tree on my favorite blanket,
lazily studying inbetween popsicles and naps.
Visiting friends, living out on my own, and staying up talking about nothing until the sun rose.

I am excited for that :)

But along with all the "me" time,
There is a kind of loneliness about the season.
and not a bad or sad kind of loneliness.
You have a countless hours to sit and think.

You think about your past summers, and favorite faces, sweetest memories
Sometimes you relive those memories in your head as you sit alone under that favorite tree
Sometimes you replay those same few memories over and over and over again.
Sometimes I get worried that as I replay them, I edit them.
Was that time in my life really that perfect? Was I really that perfectly happy?

I wonder...

Looking back on last summer, or the summer before
I wonder if i've changed
have I grown up or matured?
If I ran into those old friends again sometime in the future would I seem different?

Perhaps...

I think I have changed
I have grown up,
But i'm still the same inside.
Only good changes,
I hope.

Another summer is just around the corner
Full of more favorite spots under a tree,
More ice cream, new friends,
and more memories that I am sure I will relive in the summers to come

and I can't wait :)