Summertime

Its a beautiful night.

I am one of those strange Cali girls that loves the warm, warm summer nights.

Its warm, but not humid. Comfortable, but not hot. The air smells of damp asphalt. The moon shines mischievously acknowledging my wide-awake creative musings and impulse to dance barefoot in the street.

Welcome California summer. I am glad you are finally here.

I've missed you.