The eight month

Ah, August. The eight one. The one we usually use to mourn summer in.

Not today, Satan. Yes, summer is cool and stuff. Wearing cute and summery clothes is fun. Drinking ice cold drinks on a

beach in Greece is fun. But let’s stop romanticizing summer and start loving life.

All seasons. All year around. Next year too. That workout you planned since January for your summer body?

Start it today in August for your winter body. The vacation you’re planning in the Maldives June next year?

How about enjoying new year’s eve on a beach there instead? Stop waiting for the “perfect time” to enjoy life

and to enjoy yourself. Workout today, eat an extra slice of pizza, what that crappy show. Who cares?

No one does and neither should you. Spring is beautiful, novembers are misterious,

Friday is such a kind day. why wait for someday when you can do it now, today?

Give your self what it deserves which is everything. Good. Bad. All that is there in between because no one

actually cares what you do and how you do it. Yes, people talk bad around the corners but that has nothing

to do with you. It shows all about them. It reflects themselves in their malicious words. Not you.