I can't believe I'm saying this but I miss summer. I miss the sweet smell of fresh cut grass.  I miss sitting on the front steps with my cousins at my grandpa's house having a watermelon seed spitting contest.  I miss not wanting to buy shorts so you just end up making your favorite pair of cutoffs.  I miss the dirt in your converse from playing in the sand.  Or the smell of flowers in your hair.  You don't have to be rich for all of this fun.    And trust me, I was and am the opposite of rich.