While I appreciate the longer and brighter days, I just can’t wrap my head around why summer captivates everyone so much. Are we genuinely celebrating frizzy hair and sticky skin? It often feels like a rite of passage to battle the suffocating humidity the moment you step outside. Am I the only one who thinks this is all excessively glorified?
Let’s be honest: sweating in areas that should remain private isn’t enjoyable. The combination of bras and summer heat is a surefire way to end up with chafing and rashes. And then there are all the precautions we have to take—steering clear of poison ivy and constantly checking for ticks. Plus, there’s the joy of enduring someone else’s sweaty armpits while crammed into a crowded space. What a treat!
Don’t even get me started on the overused phrase, “It’s not the heat; it’s the humidity.” If I hear it once more, I might just lose my sanity.
However, the true bane of summer is undoubtedly the beach. I’ll admit it: that’s the last destination I want when the temperatures rise. Since when did lying on scorching sand, slick with sweat and trying to fend off seagulls, become our go-to summer activity? It’s uncomfortable; my skin feels taut and sunburned, and I’d like to steer clear of any hidden surprises floating in the waves. Honestly, who knows what’s lurking in there?
Most of us are familiar with the exhausting trek from the car to the beach, right? You’re drenched in sweat while dragging a cooler that feels like a ton. Then there’s the battle against the wind taking your umbrella away, risking a hit with another group. Total chaos! And let’s not even mention the relentless sand that finds its way into all the wrong spots. It’s practically a running joke at this point, and I’m not amused.
Then we have air conditioning—the double-edged sword of summer. One moment you’re sweltering outside, wanting to shed layers; the next, you’re freezing the moment you step indoors. Finding clothing that accommodates both extremes is a constant hassle.
Dining outside? You might as well be signing up for an insect buffet. Trying to enjoy a meal while fending off bugs? That’s a horror show waiting to happen. Plus, there’s the pollen that coats everything, while those with allergies scramble for relief.
The cycle of endless shaving to look presentable in summer outfits is also frustrating. I could find better ways to spend my time than keeping up with the seasonal grooming checklist.
As for me, I prefer an early night. The fact that it’s still light out after 7 PM makes me feel guilty about wanting to slip into my PJs. I’d much rather snuggle indoors than squint at the sky while dodging pesky mosquitoes.
In the end, summer can keep its charm. I’m unapologetically saying I’ll take the cooler seasons over this heat trap any day. And I’m confident I’m not the only one who shares this sentiment.
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