"In the summer of 1952, when she was 19, Sylvia Plath journalled - not for the first time - about the melancholy of summer rain. 'Three years ago, the hot, sticky August rain fell big and wet as I sat listlessly on my porch at home, crying over the way summer would not come again - never the same.' This encapsulates the longing and disillusionment often felt during summertime, as it mixes nostalgia with an awareness of change and loss.”
"Writer Paula Mejía, in a recent Dirt piece I enjoyed, even goes so far as to explore the concept of reverse seasonal affective disorder, with potential summer symptoms including 'insomnia, mania, and a zapped appetite.' This perspective sheds light on how summer, typically viewed as joyous, can also bring discomfort and emotional distress that contradicts its reputation.”
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