Interlude 1: Summer Nights.

What is it about these hazy summer nights, sun is still out but the hot heat of the day is but a feather in the air. That warmth that feels like you're wrapped in a blanket. You can't help but smile, even after a bad day but especially after a few drinks. You feel young again, like before you knew what the real world meant. When summer nights meant new experiences, first dances, first kisses, first loves. There was no future, the future was now. I still feel those hazy summer nights. Do you?