The weekend after the Fourth of July is always kind of depressing — because once that peak summer holiday is over, time flies, baby. While winter seems to drag, you can blink once in summer and suddenly, it's September.
No need to mope around,...
The weekend after the Fourth of July is always kind of depressing — because once that peak summer holiday is over, time flies, baby. While winter seems to drag, you can blink once in summer and suddenly, it's September.
No need to mope around,...