I feel like I have been living two separate school years in one. With attending school and working in schools, it also feels like summer has been an eternity away from being my sweet freedom. Today is my last Monday keeping me from summer. I still have the rest of the week to work, but Mondays sometimes seem to be the hardest day to get through because the weekends give such a tease.
Summer is highly sought after during the years of being a student, and now I see why teachers keep a countdown basically from day one. I look forward to having the downtime after a more than busy year at school. It makes me laugh when I think about all the years when I was in grade school that I wished away summer just so I could go back to school (because I loved it that much or I just wanted fresh school supplies). Since my years of college have arrived, I welcome summer with open arms and do not think twice about turning a blind eye to anything other than fun freedom of summer.
This summer I have plans to have no plans. Sure, I have a few responsibilities here and there, but overall, I enjoy having no pressures or deadlines. Pleasure reading is nearly a nonexistent thing while in school because textbooks and notes take priority. I think I will be well into retirement trying to knock down the pile of unread books in my stash at this rate. I also have the high hopes of writing as much as I can. The process is so therapeutic, and I love the feeling I get when I start with a blank page and end with a filled page that spilled from my mind. Traveling some would be the ultimate summer goal, but it will not be a major trip at this point in life if I get the chance to go this summer. I really need to see more of my own country after seeing parts of others. There are some gems right here, and I am missing out. Those may have to wait for a future summer road trip.
We work so hard through the fall, winter, and spring. It does not seem fair that our season of play is so short compared to the seasons of work. Although, that may align with the length of good weather the Midwest sees in a year’s time. It is too bad there is not a better summer ratio.
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