Indian Summer 🌞

This summer was strange to me. Every single year I tell myself that this summer will be better and that I will make friends and live it up essentially. However, now we’re at the end of August I feel like I lost a lot of it to mental health and I was never truly present; too much overthinking. I only started to have a more positive mindset and force myself out of this hell towards the end of August.

Any time to heal is a good time don’t get me wrong, better late than never. But I’m starting to discover myself more and more as I heal and I’m starting to realise that I truly am a free spirit and a summer person. And it just sucks that it took me till the end of summer to realise that.

Don’t get me wrong I love autumn too however there is just a special energy for me that comes from the Sun and treasuring today and feeling like you have every possibility for the future at your feet. Now OBVIOUSLY you can feel that love for life at any point during the year however summer is really the energy when nature is full of life and blooming and being outside in nature is more of a possibility.

I only wish for one last hurrah this year. Perhaps an Indian summer one last wave of hot weather and things to do with friends just so I can say I had a chance to have a little bit of a summer. I mean, if not then it’s fine, but I really do hope to enjoy just the last flecks of sunshine.