california dreaming

It's finally nice outside, and I remember why I've always wanted to move to California. I love hot weather. I love eighty-five degree summer days. I love driving down the street with the air conditioning blasting and the sun in my eyes. I really love driving at night, with the heat of the day still heavy on the breeze. I love the smell of boxwood hedges, and water. I love city streets and beaches and overly air-conditioned restaurants. Why isn't it like this all year?