My
body is like 8 or 80 with seasons, there isn’t a middle term. When it’s winter,
I almost die freezing and when it’s summer I almost die by melting. Although I
‘work’ this way, there’s nothing I love most than a really hot day at the
beach, where the routine is getting in the water and stay there like a fish
until my lips start getting purple, asking me to go to the towel under a
heartwarming sun so my skin absorbs it until the feeling of burn. When it gets
to this part is time to transform in a fish again and let it get into a cicle.
This is my image of a well enjoyed summer day, no matter if it is with family,
friends or just by myself, when I have a day like this, I have a happy day.
And your image of a happy summer day, what is it ?
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