Dear Summer,

We are all different - 

Let’s talk about ‘31 days of Expression’ and what July looked like for me.

She is shining through the clouds -

One by one, 

You are my fireplace -

She looked around, and the world stopped for a moment. Looking at her phone, there was no signal, no internet—nothing worked. Panic was evident on everyone's faces. The noise was deafening, minds were racing, and the presence of the unknown grew stronger and stronger.

The night was cold, the silence took over the city. You could hear a meowing cat in the distance. The shadow was following Daisy, and the only thing that she didn’t notice was that he was hiding in her shadow. And not only today - he had been doing this for some time. He knew that her favourite food was tacos, that she didn’t like her hands dirty, that she could dance and walk for hours and never get bored, that tea made her heart warm, and that the kids always smiled back at her.

Smirking and cuddling all day long,

For a moment, time stopped. No more rush. No more running. Everything seemed still when, in fact, it moved faster than day-to-day life.

You were taught that life can be hard,

She woke up and felt the need to plan the day - quite normal for her. She usually knew exactly what she was doing. Today, she decided to live slowly and see where the waves would guide her. She had to admit that it was hard to do that as someone who liked to organize every step of the way.