Dear Summer,
You've been the best Summer that I've ever had. Ever.
This was the summer after my GCSE's, and when I finished school on June 16th, a massive weight felt lifted from my shoulders. This season felt endless, and like it would go on forever. And 11 nearly 12 weeks later, I've changed. Massively.
This was a summer of relief. Of feeling free, calm and relaxed for the first time in years. Of letting go of my worries and doing the things I'd wanted to do for so long. Of anxiously awaiting GCSE results.
I read so many books, both bad and wonderful. A few of my favourites were Second Chance Summer by Morgan Matson, Only Ever Yours by Louise O'Neill, and Nimona by Noelle Stevenson. I caught up on OITNB (well, S2 at least), Once Upon a Time, and watched some truly incredible films.
Summer brought changes of plans - and instead of going to YALC like planned, I ended up in Wales, which is where the most changes happened. I learnt about how I utilize my time, expecting it to trickle slowly, even when it's fast flowing. How there is so much more that I want to do with my life than what I do now. Countless book clubs, meetings of friends and wanderings later, I'm here. And I'm different. Summer brought a version of me that was carefree, and loosened their control on their surroundings.
Summer brought a version of me that is hopefully here to stay.
Summer brought a version of me that is hopefully here to stay.
Writing this, A Levels are 3 days around the corner. They are going to hit me like a train, you can guarantee that. And as much as I'm dreading that aspect, I'm ready. I'm ready for the next step.
Thank you, Summer.
Holly x
