1000 Julys

Hot weather, just enough to drench the skin in a mist of humidity, but not enough for all out sweating. At school, there's a vast sea of white legs, apparently were not really a shorts/capris type wearing student body. I know my excuse for my paleness, being Swiss and Polish. Yesterday was hotter, today is bearable having a slightly cool breeze. I have to say even though I don't think its technically summer yet, the first day started for me last friday. I was purely happy for the night hanging with sara, chillin on a couch at this cozy cafe in oakland, watching the sunset behind the back of a man strummin and singin his heart out for his audience of about 8. To me, singing the musicians in their element and looking so happy, knowing that even though there were only a few people but still loved every minute of it. That was pure. That was music.