May I Talk to You About June?
Modern Miscellanea 006: Avoiding the Summer Slump
If June doesn't feel like this, then I don't want it.
June is an important month for me. I was married in June (we're celebrating our tenth anniversary this year). June will always remind me of the last week of school, where the shortened days were filled with bike shorts and card games, when hope sprang eternal.
I want beach trips, picnics in the park, and long days spent lounging in swimming pools.
Laps of Luxury
I’m writing this as my airplane is beginning its descent into New York, after a last-minute work trip to Los Angeles. I’m going from the sweet California sun into the humid, sticky, disgusting New York heat (and I wouldn’t want it any other way). But after a quick dip in a rooftop pool overlooking the Hollywood Hills and seeing all the underutilized in-…
I want the perfect teen summer of the '90s I was promised but never had.
Stolen Sunshine
I've been writing about the summer a lot. Probably because it's the summer and I'm nothing if not on the nose, but as we enter summer’s penultimate act, I become even more reflective of this particular time of year. I think about missed opportunities and wax nostalgic for summers past. All those memories of wild teenage nights, hot summer flings, unforg…
I want early morning hikes that I know I'll never actually be able to wake up in time for. I want dedicated writing, reading, and art-making time.
Here's what I don't want: financial distress. Seasonal depression. Summertime Sadness.
But the summer can be so cruel. If it wasn't, there wouldn't be a song about it. It doesn't have to be, though. I'm trying to remain optimistic even against the odds. I'm trying to channel the fear into creativity. I'm trying not to melt in the oppressive heat.
Part of that starts here; I'm trying to remember that writing something—anything—is better than nothing. So if you see my name pop up more in your inbox, I do hope you won't mind.
Just a little bit of May left...
What are your hopes for summer?