Lost are the Days of Summer

Albeit days that feel endless, the season comes to a close just as you begin settling into it. Whether in Northern California or on the East Coast this impending frustration slowly weighs as the moon waxes and wanes in August.

And for me, that frustration is real — very real.

After three years of working in big law in New York, I’ve gained new perspectives and appreciate different environments and spaces a lot more than I could have ever imagined. As I’ve said before — with time and space comes renewed perspective.

As I begin to prep for the start of law school and with that renewed perspective, I’ve come to the realization that this is it. The last true summer. You know, the one where you have at least one month free of any work, studying and responsibility. I have not had a summer like this since high school but here I am, with close to two months of free time to truly appreciate the warm weather. No words could best capture how incredibly excited I am. Utter zen.

As you already know, I truly love to travel, meditate and get lost in the desert, trees and into the blue.

And, for the next several years, the summers lined up will be filled with clerking, working and studying for the bar — leaving little time to do what I do best and love the most.

So I write these words with the express purpose of reminding myself and imparting on you to make the most of every moment.

I came across these snaps from last summer in Montauk and I hope they inspire you to find and live summer amidst the fluorescents and paperwork.

If you don’t take the time to be present, time will pass you by.

xx Chloë-Lynn

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