“Well, summer is over. This is what the rest of our summer will be like,” said Robert this morning as we gloomily looked out the window at the rain. I hate when he does this. It depresses me. At this point, I still need to believe that the rest of the summer will be sunny and warm – not rainy and cool like it is today. Even if Robert is right that the rest of our summer will be like today, I don’t want to acknowledge that. Instead, let me hope that the real summer weather will reappear.
Realistically speaking, I know that warm summer days are rare in this part of the world. I should just be happy for the sun and not worry about the warm. I even acknowledge that last week I wrote that I was afraid that my summer days were limited. But just let me dream of more beach time at Långholmen, Riddarholmen and on the archipelago for now.