i hate summer

for me, summer is the time for death. when i was a kid, i had no school in the summer, no fun new classes, no new tv series starting up, and parents would try to send me away somewhere so that i would enjoy the sea. the sea i liked, the heat i dispised. i hate how hot it is, i hate being aware of the sweat on the people's legs, i hate that you cannot get AC's in europe and people's houses are stuffy and too warm. it makes my brains turn to mush, i get slow, i feel fat and sluggish. i hate the sun, it hurts my (sensitive) eyes, i hate the summer clothing style, i hate seeing people's legs - i think skin on the legs, in general, are usually ugly. children scream more, the dirt on the streets is more visible, and all the business, all the activity, is just dead. it is daunting to be kept in this limbo. i hate summer with a passion. i am trying to be active, but i feel this disgusting warmth in my bones and on my skin that makes me want to put my face into the fridge and not move. only a…