*SIGH* Summer is almost over. I can't help but get the blues when August starts winding down. I guess I never fully got over that impending doom of returning to school. But I take some comfort in the "Gather ye rosebuds, while ye may." sentiment. I forgot which immortal poet penned those lines but right on, bro.
Summer is my fave season, long sunny days, diving into cold water, walking around barefooted. That weird feeling that the possibilities are endless before the cold harsh winter envelopes me fully too quickly and for too long.
Who knows maybe this winter will be different, I've been thinking of getting in touch w/ my underdeveloped artsy craftsy side. Generation T people and I'll leave it at that.