Why do summers ever have to end? Especially this past one where the nights were wild and warm and the waves were just a run across the street. Even as we battled the crowds to claim a few as our own, we still shared smiles at just the thought of being out there. But it has to fade away, doesn’t it? Like all great times, this one too must conclude. Where do we go from here? How do you come down from the high of the best summer?
You jump.
You go full speed off the end of something massive and fling yourself with everything you’ve got into the unexplored depths.
Summer’s over and fall is upon us. We are here. You belong. ~ ourCaste
