Summer is… running through the sprinkler, slurping on popsicles, yelling "Marco! Polo! at the pool, catching lightning bugs, playing Ghosts in the Graveyard, listening to the sound of crickets and locusts, camping in the tent in the backyard, falling asleep with pool-soaked hair, waking up in the morning and doing it all over again.
Ah, to be a kid during summer. What says “summer” to you?
It’s Thursday, folks, which means the three-day weekend is almost here, as is my journey to see U2. Did I mention that I'm going to the U2 concert? I did? Well, I'll say it again: I'M GOING TO THE U2 CONCERT!! Can’t wait to see my Irishmen.
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