Dear summer
Practically you’ve already stared a while ago. But it’s not until now, that I feel I can fully welcome you as a tight worm hug for the last coming moth or so.
Like every other time I get a few days of, I get sick, maybe a cold, fever or depression. This time a got little bit of everything.
It’s the beginning but still feels like it’s all over and nothing this summer is turning out to be as planed.
I want to say it’s because of a busy schedule.
But the truth is that I spent the last month reading books, watching movies and all nights with too loud music.
The days still don’t seems to have enough hours. So many plans, but no intention to do any of it.
Welcome July, welcome to change my way of spending my summer, outside and not inside, in bed.
