Today, it feels like summer.

I'm sitting on the back porch of my house. The sun is out, and inside, the house is sweltering. The cool breeze caresses my skin and sways the leaves on the tree that towers above me.

I just rode my bike home from school in the warm sun and it feels like summer. On my bike it was as if only the weight of my math textbook was keeping me from pedaling into the sky like the little boy in E.T.

As I watch tiny bugs scurry across the wooden stairs of the back porch I hum Alexisonfire and listen to the murmur of nature welcoming summer into my quiet neighbourhood.

Welcome back, they're saying. Welcome back. We missed you.