It's begun again- my summer skin, the summer breeze, lying out in the sun and biking like hell to school. The lilacs are almost out again. I'm hoping for some things, other things, certain things, wonderful things. I think I'm optimistic. I want to be optimistic. I want more nights on balconies, with guitars and drums. I want more dewy grass and streetlights. I want more cool beer and good conversations and possibilities. More house parties. I just.. can't wait.
