The Beach! The Beach!

Here's the thing.


I absolutely need it to be
June.


I have an unhealthy desire for
the summertime.


Warmth, sun, 
late nights, long drives,
sandals, adventures,
dancing, parties.


None of this structure,
none of this sadness,
none of this pressure.


And as I listen to 
all this lovely surf music
I cannot help
but 
think of summer
and how far away it is.


Everything needs
to speed along and
be over with.


All of March, April, May
need to be quick
and uneventful.