Summers come and summers go

May 29th 2024




Maybe it’s the meds or maybe I’m getting older. Maybe it’s both. This feels like the first summer in a while where I don’t feel a manic urge to do things. I don’t have a voice in my head telling me, now that it’s summer I have to take advantage of it. I have to do all the things. I’m just happy it’s summer. It doesn’t need to be more than that. Summers come and summers go.