and so it begins...

i'm home for the summer. spending time with the fam, enjoying their company, relaxing, and getting to do what i want to for once. luckily i don't have to work this summer, so i can basically do whatever. that, my friends is exciting.

it will be like when i was small. i would get out of school and just play. all day long. i would spend my time outside in the sun, and when dusk came i would go indoors and grab my jar to catch a new set of fireflies as they came out. i remember staying out until the last possible second. the light danced away, but i was never sad because i knew it would all happen again the next day.

i love the cocoon that is childhood. i was so lucky to have grown up the way i did. i had the perfect childhood. my parents never let any real harm come to me. ever. of course i had the occasional "owwie" or "boo-boo", but those were kissed away and i would get on with my game of pretend. it's so crazy how things happen as we get older. we make huge decisions that we sometimes don't want to, and we deal with the consequences. being an adult blows sometimes. 

that's why i love summer: i just let the sun wrap itself around me, and pretend i'm five years old again catching fireflies.