What I really need is summer.
The sun risen directly above my head.
The evenings (and nights!) spent with Olka in a one of our beds talking and chatting about The Most Important Subjects Ever (probably gossiping or giggling while sharing secrets).
The breakfasts being eaten at ten o'clock with a window broadly open.
These sweet boys dressed in garish boxer (or even those longer ones!) trunks.
The taste of briny skin.
The smell of pineapples and watermelons, so mouth-watering in summer.
The feeling of crazy summer nights, when the only things that matter is yourself, music, dance and occassionally the rhythm of the second person's body.
The absolute lack of school worries.
The consciousness that it always ends when it should start so that you are allowed to do everything you want until it's too late!