It's a Sip of Wine, It's Summertime...

I dream of it, I think of it, and I long for it... Summer. When that sun gives me a little hint of heat on my face, I smile.
I can honestly say that Summer makes me oh so happy. It's one thing that I love about this city- the heat and the heat. I wait all year for it, wearing jackets and sweaters only makes me bitter. I hate not wanting to go outside because it's too cold to sit on the curb. Winter is harsh... days are short and the night is long.
When it's Summer, I can roll down the windows of my truck and let the wind blow against my face. I can drive barefoot and turn up Dwight Yoakam way, way loud. I can already see myself; sporting way too big sunglasses and too short shorts. I miss cold showers and sheetless nights. I miss sitting down on my driveway eating watermelon and spitting out the seeds on the the asphalt road. I miss feeling the sand between my toes, and the green turf under my heels. I miss swimming and playing catch on the street.

I miss it so...