It may be summer, but it doesn't feel like it.
Between my summer class, work, helping around the house, and keeping my room (mostly) clean, I have no time for things I like to do.
Such as reading, and writing, and drawing, and just hanging out with friends and sisters. There's always Something Else I should be doing.
When will summer be like it used to be, when I was a kid? When I had no cares besides sleeping late, reading, and playing outside? Are those days gone for good?
I hope not. I sincerely hope not.
I want summer, to be Summer, as I remember it from Summers Past.