Well, it's SUMMER!

In that "it's the Friday of Memorial Day Weekend" kinda way. I always feel like it's New Year's Day this weekend, what with my head spinning with summertime goals...one of those goals to rededicate myself to this blog. Oy, vey, dear readers (do I HAVE any readers anymore?), if you only knew the insanity of my life the past 3 months; I'm impressed i'm not in a mental ward.

I really, really, REALLY do want this to be a TRANSFORMATIVE summer. I'm a bit obsessed about it, actually. I want it to be a throwback, too, to classic summers past. I really haven't had a great summer in a very long time. It's about 3am, so i'm not gonna get into gory details here. Hell, i'm happy to be even posting. We're gonna blink and it's gonna be Labor Day -- I say it every year -- so let's put pressure on ourselves to REALLY take advantage of these fleeting 102 days and 15 weekends of Summer 2010! TRANSFORMATIVE, I said!

I'll forever be in love with 2am

...or 2:50am. You get the point. The middle of the night...but not TOO late. If the sky's getting lighter, takes all the fun out of it.

It's just so damn peaceful. Gloriously peaceful and still. The birds chirping right now add a special summery touch to the proceedings. And THERE'S that sound I've spoken of before...the haunting (seriously, i'm not kidding here..."haunting") muffled sound of a motorcycle zooming off in the distance. OH, how I love that sound! Just makes me wanna take the fuck off to another life where no one knows me. I hate for it to end. I hate to go to bed. Because then I'll soon wake up amongst the misery of noise. The God awful RACKET of noise. And commotion. PEOPLE, basically. Irritating PEOPLE.

I DO so enjoy being the very definition of a night owl. They're a different KIND of people. And I've ALWAYS been a Different Kind of Person.