Summer came it seems like forever ago. And the months off school used to be the only constant in the year, aside from maybe Christmas. We always had to work too much, we always went out more then we could handle and we were always all going to be together.
This summers forecast looks drastically different then years before. Sitting on the mossy hill doesn't feel the same and neither does the Drive. Thankfully the rocks* have remained in place but those mountains sure seem taller. And while a deafening silence has fallen over the palace, it's been awfully loud inside my head.
Yearning for the concrete jungle is just as pointless as it is painful. Ill be back eventually.
*my master distracter, wing-man and TT.
