For now



Yes, Miss Janet.
Made for now. And I'm feeling reluctant, to let go of this 'now'. It seems almost impossible to let go of the sun, of the blue skies, of the late mornings sprinkled with early motivation and late nights walking under the summer light that seems to have no end. But like everything good, summer does end.

And we are now at a crossroads. September, nipping at our heels is here, and with it, the days are going to be shorter and the light is going to change. My skin in the sun will not be as brown when the sun shines, like Brian Adams would say. And on with the music we go. It's part of the cycle we go through every year.

This year has been especially punishing. But summer, for a few weeks, seemed to make it more bearable. With the deluge of news coming almost every day that tell us that our world threatens to change radically, and with it, the sword of Damocles dangling over so many heads, leaving so many people behind and apart. A world that shows us the daily bigotry, greed, narcissism and racism of a heartless man, put in power by heartless men and abetted by even more heartless men. The updates on the injustices, the maneuvers, the lies, the backstabbing, the never ending greed of a stubby-fingered self-proclaimed orange emperor with mercenary breath and Jim Crow brains give us whiplash with their frequency and astonishing brashness.

So this summer has been especially welcomed because even though it hasn't had the beach escapades of previous summer days, it has still reminded me that I am alive, that there's people who love me, that little things in life matter, that there's always a way. There's still hope to enjoy the bright colors, the laughs, the music that will come. But still,  it seems almost impossible to let go of this summer.

But I guess there's always next year. And then another summer will come. And here's for hoping it will be better. There'll be problems, and heartaches and political turmoil. But next summer will bring again the sun and the possibility that maybe there'll be more beach escapades. I can always use a day at the beach.

xoxo

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  1. Summers of the past seemed a little simpler, less complicated. It’s been a couple years since we’ve been able to get away for a couple days, just you and me. I think about those trips often. Being with you, holding your hand. Holding you close. Enjoying the scent of you, your touch. I need that time with you again. Hopefully, as you say, the opportunity will present itself and we can grab it and savor the time away from the complexities of the world. ­čĹĘ‍❤️‍­čĺő‍­čĹĘ

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