Summer adds enjoyment to things. I’m at home studying for licensure exam (T-minus 9 days) with the tiny bedroom air conditioner on, drinking a diet DP, and thinking my life ain’t half bad. As with most good things, I am never quite sure whether it is the actuality or the anticipation I enjoy more. A warm day conjures up memories of 4th of July BBQ’s (I didn’t get to attend the Yost’s last year due to internship! Am overdue), dinner on the back porch, bocce and washer toss, swimmin’ pools, days at the beach, BIKERIDES (marauding herds of beach cruisers), chats over FroYo, late night puzzle composition parties, and glasses of frosty beverages on porches. I’m realizing as I type that I didn’t just miss one BBQ last summer. In reality, we spent all of our best socializing months last year solo in SD. Lots of folks visited, but it just wasn’t the same. A worthwhile price to pay for the opportunity to finish the degree, and finish well, but it means I’ve got at least two summers’ worth of fun to have in the company of friends and family. Maybe I’m nostalgic because Pandora is playing “In the Waiting Line” by Zero 7 (you’ll recognize it, not sure from where), or maybe because–keep your hair on–this is the first summer in my entire life (if you don’t count before age 3) during which I will be completely free from the demands of school. No dissertation marring my freedom, or fall classes to haunt my relaxation. Just good clean summer. Which is a freedom and feeling I find difficult to describe, but I’m pretty sure it feels like cold lemonade by a pool. It’s summer, dammit, once and for all.

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