Close your eyes (okay that will make reading difficult) - No, close your eyes and imagine your dreamiest, best ever summer moments.
What did you see?
I remember waking up hot and sticky at 10AM in the middle of the week, or awake in my T shirt and underpants sitting in a silent kitchen in the early morning grey light, the varnish on the chair still cool on the backs of my thighs, humidity seeping under the window sash as the sun rose.
Night time laying goose bumps along my arms and legs as we caught fireflies until the rest of the neighborhood went to bed or curled up necking in sand damp and scratchy, ducking when summer patrolmen panned the shore line with flashlights.
Dancing around the house with my girlfriend singing loudly and bumping hips to the Pointer Sisters' "I'm So Excited" or Billy Joel's "Only the Good Die Young", Aqua Net perfuming the air, eye shadow boxes and blush brushes scattered everywhere, posing and primping to walk up and down the boardwalk smiling at the gatherings of teenaged boys clustered tightly along the railing, hoping to be asked for our phone numbers and dreaming we'd meet the loves of our lives.
What do you remember?