For most of the last month, it was difficult to wind down at night. Gears running on hyperdrive, with the accelerated feeling that summer is coming, tumbling, and about to overflow. And then early summer makes way for the thick of summer that is never as light and frenetic as the ramp up. Summer is full of a heaviness that sits on the chest and disperses only maybe in the breeze of the night. The heat incurs a sluggishness that challenges the boundary of yourself, so you desire cool water because its freshness provides an edge.