Theres a certain joy that overcomes me when summer approaches. A joy that i cant find during Christmas, or birthdays or anything like that. its more like a feeling of freedom, that i can wake up and enjoy the days activities and see the early morning sunrise and eveningtime sunset. I absolutely LOVE the summertime regardless of how much it makes me sweat or how much outside work i now have to do or anything like that. I can swim, i can ride a bike, i can go for walks, take a drive or sit int he park. Play in the backyard or barbeque....maybe take a trip to the lake and watch the sunset. So when i seay freedom, its a freedom to choose from so many options of activities to do, but oh how the anticipation of summer is so bittersweet. Every year i anxiously await the summer solstice (wich of course is the longest day of the year...) unfortunatly after the solstice the days get shorter and shorter...until it starts to get cold, and my options are limited again and long walks are out of the question, moonlit porch bathing is put on ice....it baisicly feels like a long punishment when winter comes around. Sure there are things i can still do outside as well as in but i dont feel "free" anymore, i feel restrained...deprived......caged almost. Of course video games helps in either situation, but *sigh* nevertheless, its still a bittersweet victory. Of course i know i should just enjoy the now and worry about the winter time or autumn when the time comes....unfortunatly because im a thinker i have a million and one things on my mind at all times. Shorter days approaching. Everything changes........