I am so ready for that spring and summer feeling.
That first day of warmth, where you walk out of a building and the sun is actually hot on your skin and your car is a place you wouldn't leave a candy bar.
The first thunderstorm. The kind that doesn't bring down ice. The kind that you can smell coming and rumbles on through dropping big buckets of rain noisily while periodically lighting up your bedroom with flashes. Love it.
I'm ready for overgrown weeds and dusty roads and sticky sweat and just a touch of sunburn on my nose. Ready to ask for extra ice in my drinks and for tacky bright nail polish that I claim is "tropical". Ready to look out over Lake Michigan from behind my wayfarers and Instagram the experience so people trapped at work can be jealous.
I'm ready for ice cream.
I'm ready to show off the body that I work so hard on all winter. Clothes are for suckers.
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