On this first day of summer, I feel slightly more excited
than bored for the days to come. I remember the anticipation of summer when I
was still in school; all those weeks off to relax, play and sleep in. I was
probably one of the only ones my age reading for hours on end, but for me it
was the perfect past time beneath the sun. There are only two reasons that
summer has never been my favourite season: the heat and the bugs. I’m a little
bit strange because insects scare me, even flies. Something about the buzzing noise
that they make creeps me out, especially when it’s right in my ear. I’ve
managed to deal with this better as I’ve gotten older so I can enjoy the
weather and not let the pests get in my way, but I must admit that their presence
still makes me nervous.
For the past few years my summer has simply been a
continuation of the year and hasn’t felt like a break or a vacation. This year,
however, it feels like the beginning of a new chapter in my life. I can sense
the shift although I can’t define it yet. As I touch up my first long form
novel and continue to work on my second, and on this blog, I have a renewed
energy propelling me forward. Perhaps by the end of the summer, I will be able
to emerge back into the world again and break free from walking in these
circles that have held me back for too long. With the brighter days ahead and
the ocean calling to me once more, I can’t help but look forward and not back.
I might as well embrace my free days while I have them, and fill these warm
days with words because that is my purpose and there is no reason not to live
it.
After all, there is adventure waiting around the bend
this time around, stories waiting to find me, and with my favourite band
finally coming to my city, live music to fill me up again. :)
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