Flashback

The radio today was full of songs from the summer I started this blog. That crazy summer when I didn't sleep and my thoughts came in haiku form. When every word was a reason to keep my eyes open just a little bit longer. When I worried about loneliness but found friendship instead. It was a strange summer when exhilaration coursed through my blood at random hours. Those songs I heard today, those pop anthems of that last summer in my old home, they made me nostalgic for a time that I'll never get back and a place that I may never find again. Do I miss those few months? Hmmm. Sometimes. Especially when it's hot outside and I can't relax. When I'm itchy and restless I think about those long, smiling nights. But, mostly, here (and now) is where I want to be.