I love how summer is always a string of frantic and hectic and also immense calm and laziness. No matter what you do in summer, it will always feel short, but it's almost impossible to waste your summer because whatever you do is measured by summer's standards, which are whatever you want them to be. The only way to waste your time is if you want to waste your time and in that case, you're not really wasting your time, are you?
It's hot. Beyond sun-bathing weather. It's go swimming or stay inside weather. I love it. There's sort of a secret joy in knowing that the moment I step out of the door there will be sweat running down my back almost immediately, even without any sort of physical exertion.