When I was young I yearned for those long, dog days of summer. Nothing compared to having a whole day stretch out endlessly before you, full of all types of possibilities. Not that I thought exactly in those terms back then, but you get the picture.
Now that I’m older, perhaps because I do this weird thing called working for a living, summer days don’t seem to stretch out endlessly before me. And most of the times I can’t say that my days are filled with endless possibilities. Again that might have to do with that weird thing called work.😉
I miss those carefree, lazy days. Actually I miss the way everything stretches on full of mischief, adventure, and possibilities. Of course I’m sure there were days I was bored, and I know just because I dont have the same spare time doesn’t mean I won’t get bored again. And I am also certain that I would get tired of constantly having those endless days and nothing else.
Perhaps it’s a case of the grass looking greener, on the other side. Or maybe it’s a case of the sunshine seeming brighter when you look back at those summer days of your youth. Or perhaps it’s really just a case of wanting what I don’t have. But I think I could use a few of those days right about now!