Summer Love

Now that class has finished and I've been at home in Pennsylvania for a few weeks, I feel like summer has really started. I can sit on my porch, drink a paloma cocktail in my favorite glass, and reread Jane Austen books until I fall asleep at 4am. On second thought, I guess I only do that on days when I don't have to be up at 5:30 to go to my job...

Summer lives in an interesting place in my life. It's a wonderful time of year: the warmth, the sun, thunderstorms, my birthday, summer clothes, driving with the music up and the windows down, being home with my dog for an extended period of time, visiting with old friends, making new friends, summer romances... I feel like I have more time to think, reflect on events, and plan out how I'm going to implement ideas for change and growth in the following year. Then again, maybe that's just the nature of having a summer birthday.

But, with all these bonuses come the downs: working in my yard, being around my parents all the time, humidity, mosquitos, weird smells of central Pennsylvania, and family reunions. Maybe it's the balance of all these aspects that make me love this time of year so much.