A place where summer lives

We all have it. Even if we are used to looking for it outside, it has always been there, inside.

It is where lightness, carefreeness, and curiosity live. Where eyes squint in the sunlight and the horizon stretches endlessly ahead.

It is where we simply laugh, sway to a melody we hear, catch the smiles of passers-by and smile back.

It is where joy is felt in a breath, in movement, in the aroma of coffee, in the wind caught in tangled hair.

That place is us.

Sometimes we may wander through autumn or winter for a long time. But spring comes, and summer always follows.

It is already here, standing at the threshold, waiting for you to let it in.

I wish you a happy summer, dear reader☀️