Summertime

I’ve always found the beginning of August a weird time of year. There’s a sense of things coming to a close, a shift in the world to be a bit dramatic. It’s not simply that I’m a student and school, since my earliest years, has always begun in September. There’s the heat, the Sun and the shortening days which combine to remind us that the world is once again getting a bit colder, the leaves will change and we will all be curled by the fire soon again.

I’m always pensive like this when it’s too hot to do anything else. Even when with friends, we all just sit and stare. Letting the heat grip us and hold us down. It makes me write blog posts like this instead of some more productive use of my time. Que sera sera.

-Clay