I can’t even begin to explain this summer. It’s been the best one I’ve had yet. It’s been so crazy, in more ways than one. I’m going to miss everything about it so much. Soooo many good nights where nothing seemed to matter, with people I love. Sooo many good sunny, beautiful days where we just adventured. A lot of unexpected turns happened. A lot changed, and I learned a lot about myself during those up and down, up and down emotions. And fuck, I went to Italy! What an experience. I remember just waking up in the mornings and feeling so ecstatic because it was summer, and I had nothing to worry about. I’m going to miss being able to sleep in the poolhouse and sneak out under the fence in the warmth of summer. And how it stays dark until nine. And how I would only drink my coffee iced, because it was too hot outside. And shit, I really did a number to my lungs over the past few months. But, I don’t even care. Summer really is a beautiful thing. Here’s to a good one.