On the Songs of Summer (44)

I’ve been in my car a lot this summer, especially at around 7:00am and 2:00pm.  Weirdly enough, the radio station that I listen to tends to play a lot of the same songs at those times, so I’ve become accustomed to a slew of summer hits that I likely wouldn’t have listened to otherwise.  They’ve accompanied many commutes and kept me dancing while exhausted from work or just life in general.  They’re now the songs of my summer, the kind that you hope to hear on the radio in ten or twenty years with your family and then sing along to with utter joy.

1. Stay with Me, by Sam Smith

2. Rude, by Magic!

3. Chandelier, by Sia (the Maddie version because, ya know, gotta rep Pittsburgh)

4. All of Me, by John Legend

5. Am I Wrong, by Nico & Vinz

6. Love Runs Out, by OneRepublic

7. Bastille, by Pompeii 

I just realized that I know almost every word to every one of these songs. Yikes.

Until tomorrow,



On Summertime Expectations (43)

Ahh, August.  Though I try to see the main part of the month as still summer, it’s hard to ignore the back-to-school thoughts that start creeping into my mind.

This has been an unusual summer.  On one hand, it has been amazing — I love being home with my family, I really enjoyed my summer camp job, and overall things are going well.  On the other hand, it’s a little bit hard for me to reconcile the summer anticipation with what has actually gone down this summer.  My perspective has changed in regard to a few key things in my life, namely one or two of my ‘hometown’ friendships.

It’s no mystery that keeping in touch during the school year is really difficult, and it’s true that my friends spread across the entire United States when we moved to college.  With time, friendships naturally grow and evolve, but it’s always hard when they start to grow in opposite directions.  I’m thankful that the distance has united most of my friendships, re-instilling our appreciation for each other when we actually have the chance to hang out, talk on the phone, etc.  That’s certainly the case with many of my college friendships, too — living farther than down the road or across campus makes me realize how much I love having those friends close by at school.

On occasion, though, a friendship becomes weakened by the distance.  It’s not necessarily the weakening that saddens me the most (as, of course, that’s natural, too), it’s more so the new perspective that I’m forced to take on the friendship.  Instead of thinking about how much I look forward to seeing the friend when we get back to our hometown, it’s no longer a priority.  And to me, that’s really sad.

I’m firm in my belief that these things can change over time.  Just because one friendship might not be clicking as well in this moment doesn’t mean that it won’t be back on track in a few months, but sometimes it’s hard to realize that in the moment, especially when summer is winding down.

I always have such high hopes for the summer months, and I’m happy that so many of those hopes have been fulfilled.  However, I’m left with a nagging feeling, one that I hope to resolve sooner rather than later.

Anyone else feel this way right now, too?  Let me know in the comments below!

Until tomorrow,


On Yearly Check-ups (40)

Like many people, I have a slew of yearly appointments to attend when the middle of the summer rolls around.  Though most are somewhat nerve-wracking (at least the anticipation), they’re actually great reminders of what has happened over the course of one year.

Last year, I went to my appointments after a very difficult school year.  The summer became a time for recovery, both physically and emotionally, but it ended up being one of the best summers I’ve ever had.  This summer has been a lot different, especially in the sense that I had a lot less recovering to do after the school year, which I’m quite thankful about.

Both for good and for not-so-good, it’s amazing to see the changes that have happened over the course of one year.  Though not always fun, yearly appointments – eye doctor check-ups, pediatrician visits, etc. – can shed a lot of light on the year behind and ahead.

Until tomorrow,


On Counting Down (31)

I’ve always marked the Fourth of July as the middle of the summer, the day that symbolizes the march to the beginning of the school year.  However, I seriously try to appreciate every day, and that mentality never aligned with the ugh-almost-school post-Fourth countdown.  This year, I resolved to change my negative mindset about the Fourth of July, and it’s definitely been a success.

Maybe it’s due to truly enjoying my job, maybe it’s because this school year was more enjoyable than the last…who knows.  However, I’m definitely looking at each day – whether pre-Fourth or post-Fourth – as a new opportunity to have a great summer day, and I hope the mentality change sticks.

Happy Fourth of July!

Until tomorrow,


On Notable Moments (27)

Yesterday, I had a day full of notable moments.  I went to work, an art sale, the movies, had meaningful conversations, ate dinner with my family, enjoyed the beautiful weather, and then slept quite well after a full and fulfilling day.  And, you know what, today was like that, too.  And I’m hoping tomorrow will be, as well.

That’s one of the most magical parts of summer — each day allows for multiple events, adventures, and activities, creating notable moments on a daily – even hourly – basis.  It’s not always the activities that help to achieve these moments, but the people making the moments notable – family, friends, the like.

Though school days are filled to the brim with action (running around campus becomes my full time job), I sorely miss the days full of notable moments, of adventures always around the corner, when caught in the minutiae of school.  It doesn’t have to be like this, and I try to enjoy each day for what it is, but the lack of these moment of notability often make me stall out, feel like I’m not living life to the fullest, or not taking advantage of each and every day.

It has taken me awhile to come to terms with what exactly makes me struggle to maintain my positive outlook when at school, but I’m slowly putting together the pieces.  Notable moments happen far more often (at least right now) during the summer than at school, and they truly do make a difference for me.

Until tomorrow,


On the Summer Solstice (18)

The summer solstice is, by far, one of my favorite days of the year.  Having experienced every winter in the Midwest or Northeast, I cherish the days of driving home at 9pm and seeing the sun still hovering above the horizon.  The summer solstice also falls at a wonderful time, especially while in college.  Having been home for more than a month, I’m settled in, relaxed, working, and still have plenty of summer in front of me.

I usually associate the Fourth of July as marking the uh-oh-summer-is-flying-by point of the year (wish I didn’t, but it’s true), so the days between the summer solstice and the Fourth are typically pretty magical.

Until tomorrow,



On Losing Track of Time (10)

Leave it to long summer nights, late mornings, and seemingly endless laughter to make it so easy to lose track of time.  During the school year, I wear a watch everyday, meticulously keeping pace with early morning classes and late night meetings.  When the school year comes to an end, though, I pack up my watch, alarm clock, school supplies, and trunk and store these symbols of school worries until early August comes again.

After finals week, writing / thinking / reading / moving at anything less than 150% effectiveness seems odd.  After a few days at home, I start to settle into relaxation mode, allowing myself to go to bed a bit later, wake up without an alarm, and read only what I enjoy reading.  Three weeks into the summer, I finally come to the full realization that it isn’t just winter or spring break, that I can actually relax and not have to worry about the work waiting for me at school the next day.

It’s a gift to be able to lose track of time during the summer, to walk around without a watch around my wrist or a phone in my backpack, and I plan on fully enjoying the time away from, well, time for as long as possible.

Until tomorrow,