Summer makes me restless. Summer makes me want to run. To change things. To go, to travel, to create. I want to write. I want to go to the beach. I want to go to the big city. I want to go to the small town. I want to ride the train across the country. I want to take a boat around the world. I want to fly to distant lands and see, smell, and taste.  I want to do something. I want to be something. I want to visit the past and hope for the future. Summer makes me restless.