Summer

It was beginning. The summer was just starting. The heat that made you just barely uncomfortable. One upside of this was that the nights were just right. The crisp was loosed from the air. It was just cool.
It was the sort of weather that made you roll the windows down, turn the music up. Anything was possible. Everything could be forgotten amidst the wind ruffling your hair and the beat flowing through your head. This day was meant to be yours.
All too soon I pulled up the drive. Play time was over. Summer was no longer mine. My stomach knots returned. The future was so scary. I couldn't step forward. The vastness of the world alone threatened to swallow me.