It’s the same year after year. I always tell myself, “this year, I am going to make the most out of summer. Sunsets, beach days, ice cream, adventures. I’m going to do it all!”
And yet, even though I live in The Ocean State, I haven’t had a beach day since the summer of 2020. I can’t tell you the last time I watched the sun set or the moon rise. No ice cream or adventures, either. How does this always happen? How do I lose the time?
I realized the other day that the exact same thing has happened yet again. Summer is coming to a close, days are getting shorter and colder. And what did I do? I worked through it. Taking on too many different jobs. Hustling. Capitalism! There goes my 33rd summer, poof!
Well, maybe being aware of it will bring about positive results. Isn’t that how it works? If I know I do this every time, maybe I won’t do it again next year. Or…. maybe a year from now I’ll be saying the same thing. In a region that people visit from all over the world to take vacations, I don’t even give myself an evening to relax. Do you hear the frustration?