Right now, the day outside is blue and yellow, and warmer than it has been recently. Oh, but it is still much too cold for my summer wardrobe. Here I am, sat in my living room, with the cold outside a picture in front of me, dreaming dreamily of summer.
As soon as Christmas is over, I dream of summer. It's a fact. A really sad one, actually.
Summer is bright even when they sky is not bright. Summer is lazy and exciting, relaxing and renewing. Summer is everything I love and this is particularly highlighted by the summer I had last year that I can't let go of. (However, nostalgia is one I am excited to endure better- it should be a good thing: more on this later!) I have felt the same, summery feeling since, but everything and everyone I enjoyed in that summer are in separate places, and sometimes - and recently a lot of the time -, it makes me call summer's name.
Lazy days with my friends on the beach; walks in the early evening; movie days; family time.
I can feel myself chanting, "Summer. Summer. Summer." like in High School Musical 2. Only, I'm a little too early.
It suddenly dawned on me that this premature excitement for summer (that I have had all of my life) is something I should work on. To reduce. I doubt I can stop it because I really love summer too much but I need to stop ignoring that awesome memories are made through the year and not just in these designated, warmer, brighter months.
In the last 12 months
March 2014: One of my favourite nights ever
October 2014: The best day trip
November 2014: A celebrated Birthday in the joyful cold
January 2015: A lot of awesome books read
February 2015: A few completely relaxing days
You may have guessed my conclusion. I don't feel that it needs to be a large one. Note to self: Stop dreaming of summer all the time- memories are sunny in all of the months of the year. Aim: Appreciate every season because I do appreciate all of the memories that are made- summer or not summer.
Seasons & Smiles,
The Girl in the Moonlight.