Today felt like summer. In these moments, I can measure the season, sneaking up on us with its warmer auras and longer daylights.
Schoolwork does not cease, but it seems easier to get done somehow. The wind coming through the open car windows tastes of freshly cut grass and sunlight.
Everyday moments hold more significance to me lately, perhaps because I've realized how fleeting they are, and how old I've grown.
Soon the time will come for new discoveries and barefoot runs across soft summer grass. Soon we will relish in the tan of a golden day and make ice cream runs every afternoon for no reason except the celebration of life itself.