Here’s the secret: summer memories are made of small, weird moments. The time you caught a firefly in a jar. The impromptu water balloon fight with a neighbor’s kid. The sunset that looked so fake it felt like a screensaver.
Make a list of ten things you want to do before fall. Don't overthink it. “Eat a hot dog at a baseball game.” “Go to a drive-in movie and talk through the whole thing.” “Camp in the backyard and pretend you’re in the wilderness, even if there’s a streetlight three feet away.”
And please, take photos—of the stupid stuff. You’ll look back in December, shivering, and think, “Oh wow, remember that time we were warm and alive?” Yes. That’s the goal.
So go on. Grab your sunscreen, your terrible playlist, and your sense of adventure. Summer is short. The fun is right there. Just try not to set anything on fire while you’re at it. Unless it’s a marshmallow. That’s allowed.
