There and gone

Just yesterday it seemed I was at the fair with friends mid summer life couldn't be higher ,  
Summer flew through like a fucking .50 caliber round threw the barrel in the air heading towards some unsuspecting victim ,
It was august we headed to the beach was great the grit of the cheap hotel room that smelled of piss, the cultural differences and diversity this all for a boy in Kentucky,  
Then I turn around and I'm in a hammock in the woods swaying feeling the high off of some good smoke and the essence of nature as I hide from WiFi and the world for just a few days ,
Damn how has so much changed,  
So many negative vibrations ; so many damn thoughts,
Yet here I am mid December ,3:15 am on a Sunday night now Monday  morning wishing only to find that joyish charm passed of the summer as I lay on my bed thinking damn only if I could do it again,
But we must look forward,  
Find that positive stride ,  
Ride that feeling to warmer weather by seasons change or location ,
till then we must face down these nasty vibes ,  
Hope that with enough smiles ,time and effort,  
The high will return ,
We will be "there" again ,
Smell it in the air the special feeling not available for manufacturing or mass production,  
Just the thought known in those moments,  
"This is it",
Then it's gone so eat while it's hot and remember to remember.