I used to dream of an endless summer. Countless days spent by the pool, days uninterrupted by children’s schedules and a general sense of all around laziness.
Summer would come to an end every year and I would dread the inevitability of it. During the cold dark days of February I would dream of our hot, humid sunshiny days of summer.
This year as summer was progressing this quote came to my mind frequently:
I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, To put to rout all that was not life and not when I had come to die Discover that I had not lived.”