My childhood summers involved climbing avocado trees, tire swings, swimming and falling asleep sweaty and utterly exhausted. Half the time, I would fall asleep in my slightly damp bathing suit. I think about those days now, as I slave away in an office during the summer months. Those days and these days that I live seem so opposite. Is it possible to somehow partially return to those summer days?

Maybe it starts with taking a turn on the old tire swing.