Sweet Summer

What do you do when the sleep doesn't come? When you're lying wide awake in the dark with nothing but an urge to run. Run fast and run far, run from wherever you are. Adventure is waiting, and it feels like you're missing, lying there alone in the dark. This summertime feeling is un-explainable. The insatiable desire to move, to breathe, to feel the wind in your face. I just want to drive my little red car all over town with the windows down and the radio turned all the way up. I want to laugh out loud for no reason at all, and I want to drink the night air in. I don't want to sleep. I don't want to miss a second. I want to be out there, somewhere, with someone. I want to leave behind these city lights, and glimpse the silver stars amid their dark velvet blanket. I want to spin and twirl under the stars until I fall down with dizziness. Star tripping is what we call it. Fireflies are beginning to come out, berries are ripening, honeysuckle is blossoming, and summer, sweet summer is calling.