Slow Down

Though Summer is when everything comes alive, it feels like my brain slows down, but in a good way. In the Winter, there is a sort of hibernation kind of slowing. It’s mixed with some melancholy and anxiety. I think it’s a natural result of our animal natures asserting themselves: will we survive the Winter? Will Summer come? But in the summer, there’s a different kind of slow down. It’s the slow down of the contented. Sunny days lend themselves to lazy walks, and days spent sitting watching the water. Or lounging about in the hammock with a cold fizzy water. It’s a different slow down. The brain calms and the body relishes the warmth....