I was just riding my bike from my house to Melissa's house in the sunshine.

It's mostly downhill so there was little work involved, which was good because I was busy eating a popsicle the size of my entire arm.

It occurred to me in that moment that I'd like every summer day to be like that. Feeling like I'm 7 years old and all that matters and all I have to worry about is eating that entire blue ice pop before I've got to put both hands back on the bike again.

Hey Summertime?
...yes, Dajah?
I missed you.
...I know you did, sweety.