My fondness...scratch that. My love for the Bershires grows daily, as it always has except that in the summer I swear it grows at an exponential rate. Summer seems to have officially hit after the Fourth of July festivities last night, and it's everything I expected and more. Despite having to get up to go to work at 6 or 7am almost every morning, my job absolutely rocks. I get paid to go to shows (yesterday was "Radio and Juliet," at Jacob's Pillow...it's a Romeo and Juliet ballet set to Radiohead songs. Pretty sweet). I find myself treating the Leadership Academy as Camp Wayne...observing teachers instead of children but creating stories for them regardless. My apartment rocks...Annie will be living with me for another month due to unforeseen circumstances with her supposed new place, but the company is nice and Zappa is super duper cute. I don't even mind taking care of Banks' bunny! He's cute and I've been teaching him tricks. The month of August I will be alone in the apartment though, which I'm excited for despite how sparsley furnished it will be (I'm going with tacky patio chic...lawn chairs and plastic pink flamingos).
Last night really cemented my love for North Adams. So many awesome people came up to visit and seeing them was mega rad. Plus, having friends living downtown, up the hill, on Church St. and down at the boardmans is nice because I can wander a lot.
My summer's the past couple years contained unhealthy relationships which is continuing this summer...though this one's not so unhealthy. He's pretty okay.
Plus, 21 in less than two months