thought about an endless summer

it’s been a week since I ate my last watermelon and it was great as if it was august. It’s afterall the only sense that reminds me of my grandpa in the village and summer both at once. If I could eat watermelon through the winter, it would be still summer (which you know.. is the best season/temperature/time to swim the sea/relax at the beach/play basketball from 6 until 9:30 in the night etc etc)

or I could just visit the south hemisphere each time winter is here, always an option and something I plan to do in the (near hopefully) future!