searching_for_summer kim so what's summer to everybody? is it love, hope, happiness? beer, drugs, sex? bikinis, jeeps, & convertibles? or is it all of the above & more a time when everything goes by slow but leaves even faster. the memory of a blur. of faces &feelings that there's no sense concealing 'cause everybody knows. they all see what summer can be. they all have the same memories of a blur that keeps going by slowly but leaving you even faster. to confusion in your mind you forget who you are when it's gone and miss it sitting by the pool or the lake, on a boat with nothin to do but ponder anything that your wnadering eye may catch and your wandering eye catches man things that may become soft & hazy visions left only in your head by kind memory they kiss your eyes softly when you sleeep and bring you strange dreams of another tomorrow & a different summer always searching for summer yet only finding it come June, July, August. with the exception of a time in October. when summer cme back to whisper in my ear someting i had forgotten. that i can't go on without and so i found my Summer. 001020 ... silentbob its sleeping in. its no responsibilities, but faking like i do. and last summer it was priority to another person and it was good and i want it back. not the person, just the feeling that i have it. 001020 ... klairchen Oh! How I spite summer. It drones and mocks and taints. I despise being summered. 001021 ... Piso Mojado between drowsy sunshine and cool sheets 030308 ... Syrope i want to feel the way i felt that summer vulnerable and innocent and on the brink of an exciting but fatal change... 030308 ... wandering stars my room reeking of weed, all the time. the sound of leaves rubbing elbows. Begging for rides everywhere. Curling up and crying or curling up and smiling. hot and humid downstairs, dry and freezing upstairs. Flirting with my brother's friends. Feeling at home and far away from home all at once. lots of airplanes. 030308 what's it to you? who go blather from