it's official: i don't like summer anymore.
it used to be my favorite season. i used to be in love with hours at the beach, whereas now the only thought of it makes me slightly sick. i still enjoy it, but i get bored of it after a while. and i don't see much sense in it. but mainly, i can't tolerate the sun anymore. after 5 minutes i start sweating to death. i used to sunbath a lot and without protection. i was tan obsessed. what a maroon, huh?
i was also more tolerant with the heat. now, a constant temperature of +28°C can make me complain. also because i'm kind allergic to the air conditioning. and i hate all those insect bites on my daughter. i'm tired of using repellents, that lead to medication all the same.
i still enjoy the sounds of cycadas, but dislike long siestas and the sense of urban abandon. i don't have to drive and drive in the neighborhood looking for a parking lot, because the city is deserted, but i hate, i simply hate, entering my boiling car and hoping the airco works and quick for once. that's the only moment when i feel blessed to have it in my toyota.
people change, yeah. now i love autumn and the peace and comfort that it brings after a boiling season. my favorite month is september. late september, if there's an indian summer. how i wish late september lasted for a coule of months a year! in that way the fall would last longer too. yeah, definitely!