Summer feels like a dream.
It feels like everything is temporary and come Fall, I would thrown back into reality along with all the shit that I have to worry about when I get back to the city.
I am afraid.
I was just consoling a friend that is literally going through the same financial speed bumps and I told him,
"We as humans adapt. We're often afraid, but when we are put in the situation, we will overcome."
I guess I need to listen to my own words and be positive.
But it still doesn't change the fact that summer feels like a dream.
Maybe also because I am always away from home.