I had never spent the summer in Boston before, at least not the full summer. Europe always beckoned, or the smell of home in El Salvador quietly motioned for me to come back. This summer, I took full advantage of the weather, which only a tiny fleeting moment. I did things I never thought I would do like go on a free cruise around the Charles, stroll through an organic food festival, dance in awkward Meetup parties, enjoy picnics with friends and strangers and go to free films.
I found it liberating not to depend on others to see things instead just enjoying my own company. Taking a stroll down the docks in the back bay, eating with a book club overlooking the water, kayaking along the Charles, salsa dancing in Central Square. I am surprised how different and transformative Boston is during the summer, and how when I let go of my own personal fears I could discover so much more.
The city hibernates in the winter so the spring and summer are when people come out in full force. You feel their frenetic energy and it can be divine.
Wingeyes Between Worlds 