As a So-Cal baby with pour circulation and low Vitamin D, I can say without a doubt:
Summer. Is. My. JAMMMMMMMM.
My fair, norse-dna friends balk at the high temps and bright ball of fire in the sky, while I soak all the womb-warmth straight into my body and soul.
Not to mention: Long days, walking ten steps outside to juicy berries straight from the bush, riding my beach cruiser around my neighborhood, popping tiny cherry tomatoes from the garden directly into my mouth, not needing to wear sweaters inside my house, concerts and movies in the park, ice cold coca-cola slurpees, spending all day at the lakes and rivers and then coming home all dusty to nosh on sweet corn on the cob, and best of all…
Bouyant mental health, baybeeeeeeeee!
Summer is usually the season that provides my easiest human existence: all the circumstances aligning to make it a whole lot easier to get out of bed in the morning.
And yet….
there have been summers when I wasn’t so fancy-free—
when I felt like I wanted to crawl inside my cave of sadness and stay there, hissing like a feral cat at the sun filtering through the blinds.
And I think there’s something so RUDE about your brain being finicky in a season that’s set up for it to thrive.
So I wrote a song about it (years ago).
If you’ve ever found yourself feeing bad for feeling bad when it’s nice outside, this one’s for you!
Treat yourself to an ice cream today,
Annie B.
THREE GOOD THINGS
Awwwww y’all know I couldn’t abandon “TGTs” for good! Where else would you get your weird media and bean recipes?? Speaking of: here’s a black bean brownie recipe. I vow to make this and we can compare notes on exactly how disgusting and/or awesome it is.
Not feeling up to getting outside? No worries, just meet Jan in the woods for some nature ASMR-meets-virtual-forest-bathing.
Want to download “Sad in the Summer” to keep 4 Evar and support independent music? Head over to Bandcamp (which, pssst, actually gives money to artists) and buy any of my songs/albums for WHATEVER PRICE YOU WANT. Go crazy. I probably won’t have social security so I’m counting on y’all. (JK kinda but not really). Short on cash? No stress! Stream my songs there absolutely for free.
Shades of Joni Mitchell maybe on that song. Fun!