I can't wait for warm summer nights, walking around the city watching everyone's pace slow a little, enjoying the evening.
I can't wait to go to the commons and see kids running around playing, to see dogs chasing balls and lovers walking down the lanes.
I can't wait to see the leaves come out of hiding, for the landscape to turn from this dreary, cold, dirty one into one of beauty and life.
I can't wait to feel the sun on my face, sandals on my feet, and the tan (the slightest one that only a northern European can get) on my skin.
I can't wait for Red Sox games, and I really hope this apartment works out so that I can see the glow that is Fenway Park from my door.

I can't wait for summer.
Anyone have a dog they can spare?