summer is slipping away

it felt like it went quickly. it kind of got rolling at the start of may; my head was in the summer, but the weather had not caught up yet. then it was all party and bullshit, kind of anticipatory and exciting. went to work in may and felt like i was waiting for something to really kick it off. from mid june until july i was really in the zone; it was hot as a moherfucker, i fucking killed it at the beach n whatnot. then august was august, but the bay area made me think of fall, and when i got back east it basically stayed that way. the fall is rough, i am kind of scared of it; when i was in school i had a severe love-hate with it, but now i feel like i am going to be stricken with a crippling nostalgia for when i was 15. i just want to wear a sweatshirt and skateboard through fallen leaves on the street. the summer sucks, winter is great, the spring is eh, but the fall is big fucking emotional mess that somehow combines all of the best and worst of everything.