There is something so utterly cool about the summer. I really can't describe it. I think it has to be the waking up on a bright sunny morning ( or in some cases afternoon ) and realizing that the day is completely open to you and so will the next and the next etc. That and the summer has this great feeling that it doesn't matter if you do anything today or not cause you have forever infront of you to do that. I like that feeling. In some ways summer should never leave. And it sometimes feels like she never will. But one day you return to your pad to find summer's gone and so is her stuff. A letter on the table saying its over. But really thats not the worst part. The worst part is your on the rebound and you end up with winter , the fat chick.