Lower down the feet off the edge of the wide world.
Swing on the fluffy white soft clouds as if on a childhood swing.
Grab the gentle sun’s rays by fingertips and wrap in a veil of warmth.
To hang on the big pink glasses on the tip of your nose with thick frames and blow soap bubbles into the endless sky.
Run barefoot in the warm soft sand, stroll through the pouring rain, catch the biggest warm waves.
Take a dance steps through the sandy beach, sharing carefree smiles holding the hand of Joy.
To go crazy, to rise above the earth…
After all, I caught summer again.
© Fortune, 2019
Sometimes, it’s great to run away from daily routines, agree?