blisters

I am living this week as my last week of the kind of summer I’m used to.

I have been sleeping in and seeing friends. I’ve been going on walks late at night to talk of the mysteries of life, questions and doubts that my best friend and I share. I’ve been running around on a carefree whim, with dirty feet and hair frizzy from the humidity. It was 91 degrees today and my fingers and toes are swollen.

Everything is swollen. Every muscle in my body hurts from running and the heat. I have blisters and a sunburn. I’m getting bug bites and I have a constant and conscious desire for water. Summer is sticky and uncomfortable, but I don’t want to take it for granted. Next week I’ll be inside in air conditioning, wishing I could run around with dirty feet and have nothing to do.