mhasan
We are all creatures of our whims. It's what we do. It's what defines our basic self absorbed and whiny natures. Without whims, we'd be.. not human. We'd cease to want. And when you cease to want, it's either because you have everything or there's nothing left. And you can never have everything. So, we're whimsical. It's what we are.
Summer. It's when everything seems possible. It's when everything's bright and shiny. It's when there's so much light, you can believe in the positive, the good. You can almost feel yourself beginning to believe in hope again.
Summer is when i go home to my people. It's what i look forward to all year. The anticipation of it, the counting down the days to it; it's the best thing ever. It's quite simply, the most awaited part of my year.