Summer

Each year for the past three, I've been longing for summer a little more.
I had never done that before. It was always a sort of lonely time, even though it was beautiful and free.
Now I just cannot wait for some peace, some slow days, some family.

I'm packing up and going through old clothes and getting rid of some.
I don't know how I have any clothes left after all the moving I've done, but somehow there my wardrobe is, still thriving (okay, maybe not thriving, but surviving.)

picture from http://marionwd.tumblr.com/post/45508756784

Summer, I'm begging: hurry faster.