this is what summer looks like to me.
teetering stacks of thick, familiar books.
glaring bright sunlight reflected off salty, cool ocean water.
sparklers illuminating a warm summer night.
waking up cozy in the morning light under fresh sheets to no alarm.
time to create, to paint, to write, to live, to breathe.
following the signs to the beach, barefoot on the scorching sand.
a steaming cup of coffee in the morning in a cool house.
fresh strawberries washed clean under the kitchen sink.
windows down, radio on, feeling the rushing air tousle your hair and buffet your hand out the sunroof drives.
i'm way past ready.
so, what does summer look like to you?



