The Day Before Summer

2 and a half hours to summer, 2 and a half hours to freedom, 2 and a half hours to no plans and no schedules. It is funny how awesome summer seems when it is just a thought compared to actually living it. I have watched my summer's come and go, just blurs in the past. I have very few things planned for the summer, and they all seem to fall on the someday. In past summers I have had a billion trillion things I want to do, but this time I don't even have 5. I want to go to the Bunburry festival, the Forecastle festival, North Carolina, and the beach.