Summer thoughts
There is no better summer than Minnesota summer. There is no better moment when bathing the breeze on the balcony right after the sun went down. This could be late- the sun refuses to cede until 9:30pm, leaving much to spend on meaningless joy without guilt. After sitting on the balcony for almost two years, the table that I got for free was finally dressed in a table cloth. I found the wooden tray from the corner of the balcony, decked my withering parsley, half burnt candle, and my childish pink pitcher. On a workless Friday, I grounded myself on this side of balcony for everything. An hour of reading a novel with a pink cover, an hour listening to the lecture, and another hour doing absolutely nothing. Yes, I finally found the peace and courage to spend my time on absolutely doing nothing. Chilling seemed to be a mission impossible for me. Though I could spare time chasing waterfalls, I found it difficult to just "chill". I come off intense and serious to most...