Welcome back, warmer days. You make me want to dance and spin around in circles amidst a terrain of tulips while singing terribly at the top of my lungs:
“Summertime summertime, crazy lazy summertime…”
Okay, maybe lazy is far from my kind of lifestyle. Crazy, on the other hand… well, just hand me a pint of a hazy IPA and I’ll tell you how I went from comically crazy to crazy cool, or so I like to think.
You can soon find me in my swim trunks (maybe sweatshorts) and muscle tees as I seize the days full of sunshine, showing off the baby biceps that my 3lb. peloton weights helped me build.
Hello to a spring of scribbling down notes that will somehow, someday blossom into a sea of blog posts that have been on a prudent pause, no thanks to the cold nights and COVID days and crappy moods. Goodbye, [seasonal] depression. Goodbye to the darkness that starts at 4pm. Hello to a spring of sunburns and a plethora of aloe vera. Or should I say, (H)aloe, vera nice to see the sun again and the fun that it brings.
I can’t wait to wait in all of the lines to get into upcoming summerfests, polishing up my most noticeable weakness: patience. I can’t wait to watch people happily kicking around soccer balls and swimming into the waves of Lake Michigan. I can’t wait to play beach volleyball and to learn how to stop on rollerblades without having to run full-speed into a wall. I can’t wait to become a regular at Nobody’s Darling and to hang on for dear life while on a boat again! I can’t wait to tailor each second of time in a way that encapsulates each minute and each memory.
Ahead of us is a time for beginnings, but to begin requires us to relish the moments that seep through, to feed the growth of the new. So bottom’s up, my friends. Let’s make this season the one I won’t forget even if I get my brain shocked.
Hawaiian Princess Pieces 