I love summer so much, its quite ridiculous.

The smell, the feels and the pure sense of freedom swoon my heart.

I think about my level of happiness….

The scale is un compared to anything else.

I appreciate the snow and love to watch the leaves fall,

I prefer to play soccer in the rain.

But if push came to shove, I’m a summer girl all the way.

I breath it in and out and think about it often.

the dripping sweat 

The slight sun burned freckles. i feel it all.

and I try to make up excuses that everything will be better in the summer.

and now that summer is here, is it proving to be all that I have talked it up to be?

I’ve talked it up so much…

It may just all be in my mind… but man, this scenery is nice.