Summer Fever

I’m talking major summer fever. I need summer. It’s only March and I’ve never been this antsy for summer this early in the year. I want the sand between my toes. I want cliché summer nights. I want the sun to be SO hot that it makes me sweat. I want to wear shorts and have a tan. I want flip flops and sunglasses and shopping in boutiques. Holy crapoli. I want summer, so incredibly badly.

What I want to most is to just get far away from RVA. So far away. California is calling my name. I want to listen to Jack’s Mannequin’s album, Everything In Transit, with the windows down and take a road trip. I need summer break. But I want it now, not in three months. I’m wearing thin, and summer is what I want. SUMMER.

Holiday From Real - Jack's Mannequin