Dreams of summer

"Dreams of summer" It happened in the summer of 2020. That summer I did not see the sea for the first time. For the first time I did not go anywhere from their city. For the first time, I never dreamed of anything. And for the first time I thought about what summer means to me. It's not just another season of the year. Summer is certain images, warm memories, which, as a rule, originate from childhood. The carnal beauty of the opposite sex. The endless days of summer vacation. Expectation at the beginning and disappointment at the end.