“The world has led us to believe summers are fruitful with possibility, that the days never end—an encouraging way of life. The twist here is, summers end in a split second, so the pressure to pack adventures all in one season with delightful complacency is far, far too much.”
For many of us, summer is the season we look forward to all year. For others? Summer is a season through which we reluctantly trudge, a reality made even more complicated by the contrast to how much we’re *supposed* to be enjoying it. Today contributor Brittany Chaffee is writing about her relationship to this warm, fleeting season.