Summer Can’t Come Sooner

As the warm weather is finally flowing in, I am absolutely ecstatic at the thought of summer. Being a summer baby, I cannot stand the cold weather. My body just doesn’t agree with it. I think I have a low body temperature to begin with, so I automatically start to shiver at the very touch of “cold.” After a month, my body starts to get really dry and achy. I love the cheerful winter holidays, but I can do without the freezing temperatures and snow, especially now that I drive. We did not even have that bad of a winter this year, but it was still cold to me. Unless the temperature is 70 degrees and higher, it is considered cold to me.

When I start to daydream in class, the first thing my mind strays to is the beach on a hot, sunny day in July. I love the feeling of the sun beating down on my skin while I lie on a beach towel in the sand. I love running my fingers through the sand, molding it into different shapes, and being buried in it by my friends. The very feeling of it against my skin feels soothing. Taking a nap on the beach is one of the deepest sleeps in which I’ve ever fallen. The sound of the crashing waves and flowing tide lulls me to sleep, and there is nothing that can wake me up. When the sun becomes unbearable and I’m ready to pass out, the ocean water immediately refreshes me. The only cold temperature I can take is the ocean water after hours of tanning. Not only is swimming in the ocean good exercise, but it also jolts me awake and gives me a burst of energy. When I’m finally tired of that, I’m happy to lay out again and dry by the sun. I can repeat this process all day, not having a care or worry in my mind. It’s my form of meditation that I can do every single day without getting tired of it. The feeling of relaxation that I have after a day at the beach is unbeatable. Then I finally break out of this daydream and realize that I’m still stuck in class, listening to a stupid lecture. Crap.