And this breeze brings new promises...

the summer air filling my lungs seems to have brought with it a new sense of vitality. I can't help but smile as the summer sun shines on my face, after all; the summer sun was always my first true love and although we've parted ways many times I knew she'd always come back to me. This summer wind brings with it a glimpse of my future. A summer romance, something "ACTUALLY WORTH DRAINING MYSELF PHYSICALLY AND EMOTIONALLY". I know I'm always on here blabbering about love and all that cheesy stuff; but it's the time of fireflies, giant moons so close to the ground you could almost reach for it, and of course magic. Well, at least that's always what I thought of when I thought of summer growing up. Shit, i still think of summer as a time where anything can happen; where the rigmaroles of growing up didn't matter. There is no way in hell that I am the only one that thinks this though! Everyone gets a certain feeling whenever summer comes around the bend. Regardless of age. The over worked employer, the puffy cheeked grammar school student, and even librarians all get a certain feeling in their gut. Everything from the smell of barbecues and chlorine saturated pool water to the noise of the crickets and cicadas bring new hopes.

this is going to be a memorable summer and i can't wait until your back here, back with me..