I’m not helping you, officially. And if anyone happens to ask whether I made any material difference to the welfare of this planet, you can tell them I came and went like a summer cloud.
Wind hushing through the trees. Straw hats and pollen. The summer has arrived. I’m intrigued by the fact that summer seems to be everyone’s favourite season. Why not appreciate the autumn storms, winter coziness and the new life of spring in the same way? I agree, the light lasts a bit longer and the weather is a bit warmer,
but,
don’t anyone care about myths anymore?
The sentence above is interesting for two reasons: 1) It is an important part of modern society
and 2) I made it up for no apparent reason.