forever summer

When I think of summer, forever now, I will of this week. I will think of white sheets and open windows and making breakfast on tiled floors and forgetting to put on pants for days at a time. I will think of white wine and cold beer, and swimming circles in the pool, of sunburns and rolling joints, of photo shoots and long late lunches that turn into dinners. I will remember the feeling of complete freedom that only summertime can afford. And I will think of how bright, inspired, and full of promise we all are, how young and how hopeful: how we could survive on nothing but toast and big bold ideas. I will think of being so madly in love it feels at times like affliction. How small I seem and yet how capable I am. I will think of you.

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