it's like this....

i love summer

but

rarely do i even know what day of the week it is

~

when the warmth of the summer sun settles my nerves

and

makes me fall in love with simple things like grass between my toes

it causes me to forget about things i wanted to do

and

then i feel all messy inside

~

i guess that as long as it's only the things that i wanted to do

and

not the things that i needed to do

that get forgotten about

i'm okay

and

won't get me written up in the neighborhood paper

next to the crazy cat woman

who doesn't understand why having 99 cats is just wrong

~

so here's to forgotten days of the week

eating strawberries in bed

not showering because i'm just going to sweat again today anyway

unswept kitchen floors that can wait until the first freeze

and

completely bombing another online class

~because chasing butterflies seems more important~

~

honestly

you have no idea how much summer and i love each other

no idea

and

that feeling all messy inside

can feel so right

*

happy friday everyone