It feels like summer holidays to me.

Dear Self,

It feels like holidays already.

I’m not sure why but a very hot day followed by a cool change and a little rain makes it feel like summer holidays to me.

I can’t wait to lie on the couch and watch three movies in a row.

And then get up and cook a meal and then hit the couch again.

It has been a spectacular year this year and I feel like a few days enjoying the spoils of all the hard work by doing absolutely nothing would be spectacular.


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