So, this is the first week of summer and I'm already wasting it. I haven't touched my saxophone. I haven't hung out with anyone. I haven't driven. I haven't written. All I've done is blog and listen to music and procrastinate. And you know what? It feels so damn good. I had eight classes. I had band things every single day of the week almost. I was being guilted every day into thinking I wasn't good enough by almost everyone around me that I love. I'm taking a break. It's so, so beautiful. But I have to make sure that this summer doesn't pass me by, because there are so many people whom I will probably never see again.
I have to remember this summer to do what makes me happy. Do what I want. Build myself.
