here we are. You are a strange month to me. You are in the middle of the year, I always feel like something is ending and something new is starting.
I don’t always like you. You are the beginning of Summer and Summer is not my season, at all.
In the end you also bring my birthday and again, birthdays are not my favourite thing.
In June there also is my father’s birthday and this year I don’t know how much festive we all will be. He’s still not ok (nothing major, just a bad injury), so June, you will be tough, like you always are.
On the happy side: I will get a new tattoo, something to match my fox. Like three years ago I will gift a drawn story to my skin to celebrate this tough month.