The Sound of Summer

The air conditioning humming on a quiet day.
The sun blinding me,
and its heat pounding against my skin.

In my neighborhood, the garages are opened,
neighbors talking, laughing, smiling.
Children running around, playing, and laughing.
Dogs on their leashes, pulling on someone.

I don't know. I just feel like a child again.
I feel like I'm back home, in the suburbs of Galloway,
except without the garages, and the kids are at Z's house.
Playing tag, drinking lemonade, eating snacks.

Oh gosh, I always find a way to remind myself of the past.

Here I go again.

With my little feelings of regret. I just wanna go through life without feeling like I should have done this or that. I did have a period of time where I felt like all my regrets were just little mistakes that brought me to where I am today.

But when I'm unhappy with where I stand, I begin to regret.

Like right now. Aaaaaah, fuckit.

I don't know why but I personally find isolation (well, to a degree) to be the best remedy.

Going out every weekend, meeting so much new people, but when I get home, I don't talk to anyone. The relationships I have with people are slipping, and I'm okay with that.

Should I be? Should I fix them?

I don't really want to. What the hell is wrong with me?