Summer. A word I savor in my mouth. The sound simply makes my mouth water. How can a word fill someone with so much happiness? Summer means a lot of things to me, long hot days, cool sweet nights. The sound of crickets and the absence of honks. It means grass tickling my toes, it means cold popsicles melting, dripping and staining my fingers. Summer is freedom. It frees me from the ground, lets go of me like a boy releasing his balloon. It also means books. Books upon books upon books. All day every day. I can read all night, till 5 am. Unbothered by noises and people and problems. Left alone with words to accompany me through the nights. Summer is just one big library for me. Lets start the countdown. 51 days!!!!!!!!