I don’t like Summer.
I don’t like the way it smells, I don’t like the way it turns people’s skin all all creepy and leathery and I don’t like the way these same people say, ” I love the way the Sun feels on my skin. “
I don’t like the stillness of Summer, I don’t like the quiet of Summer.
So buh-bye Summer. See you next year. You will not be missed.
“What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.”
– John Steinbeck