Summer

I miss summer.

And I’m not talking about the break we just had for summer- but I miss summer.
Summers in Utah particularly, where it doesn’t get so hot that even 90 degree weather feels refreshing, I miss the trees and the green.

I love that feeling when you get out of school on that last day- feel the sun warm your skin, and you sigh- because you know that you have 3 months of freedom.

So while you walk home, you stroll leisurely, because you have 3 months to get home if need be.

You start thinking about the adventures you’ll have, visiting family, going to the local park every single day, and the local pool, the books you can read without having to write a paper, the days when you can go out and water the grass and enjoy it, playing with your dogs- exploring those undeveloped spaces in your town, running along the creeks- having conversations about whatever with your friends.

and you sigh again- because the world is yours- for three months. It's those other 9 months that can make you truly appreciate this moment of perfect freedom.

It’s one of the best feelings in the world.

Here- I dream about spending my summer inside- where it’s cool, unless I do feel like watering the grass, I dream of wet and wild- and spending the summer at my dad’s where at least the pool is in the backyard, and the beach isn’t too far away.

I miss Utah.
I do love it here though- mainly the people I’ve met without them, I wouldn’t be who I am.

But that feeling of summer ahead in Utah, is something I really truly miss.