waiting for the seasons

i used to be obsessed with the season changing.
in the summer, all i wanted was fall and winter. in the winter, all i wanted was summer and spring.
"i'll be happy when..." "it'll be easier when it's not so..." "i'm not doing this because of blank weather...." were all common to hear from me.

now?

summer is ending, and although i'm excited for fall i'm actually sad to see it go! i've learned how to be happy no matter the season, and that's really awesome to me.

i know, i probably sound crazy. i kinda was ;) don't hate.