I know you are out there, sitting at your desk, thinking about how the stretch of beach was never ending, and how you could think about things on that walk that you can't, when you are driving in your car to the train station. There is more room there. It's summer there on the beach.I know you are out there, looking at your calendar, trying to get out of the third meeting scheduled for today. Thinking about who you are going up against in doubles later on, after work . It's summer on the tennis court.
I know you are out there, teaching your students about The Colonies, knowing they are looking out the window at the sun, and barely being able to stop yourself from flinging open the window and yelling "Enough! Let's go home!" It's summer on the weekends only now, until the end of June.
I know you are out there, waking up kids who were babies the last time you checked, way too early in the morning, to get to school. Even though they were out with dirty feet, and bicycles, and dessert, way past a school days' proper bedtime. It's summer in theory now, if not in practice.
I know you are out there, dreaming of playing all morning, and splashing in the afternoon, and reading what you want, when you want, and eating watermelon, and going back to the places that mean summer to you. Summer is all you dream about all school year long.
I know you are out there, feeling like I am, that this early taste of summer, this early start of something you are not really ready for until the fourth of July, is bittersweet at best, cruel at worst.
Summer is here. Summer is not here. Summer is easy, but not when you are still living your un-summer life. Your school days work days worrying days not ready days.
Summer is upon us. And it is glorious. But it teases and taunts, while we still can't fully grab it and run.
Summer is almost.
More tomorrow. Thanks for reading.
tt
ps:: two more songs I like right now:
http://www.pandora.com/music/song/chris+bathgate/madison+house
http://www.pandora.com/music/song/iron+wine/jesus+mexican+boy
