No One Asked but Here’s My Ideal Summer Day

A Perimenopausal Daydream for the Chronically Overstimulated

Let’s just say this up front. I hate summer. I do not want to frolic in the sun. I do not want to grill anything. I do not want to go outside and pretend the heat is refreshing. My ideal summer day does not involve sweating through my bra or pretending I enjoy small talk on a patio.

This is not a Pinterest post. This is not aspirational. This is my honest, unhinged, low energy, iced coffee fueled version of summer joy. No one asked. I am telling you anyway.

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10 Things That Feel Like a Warm Hug

and 5 That Absolutely Do Not

Let’s set the record straight. I do not want a hug. Not an actual one. Not a lingering side squeeze. Not a pat on the back that turns into an awkward moment of eye contact. When I say warm hug, I mean that quiet kind of comfort that does not involve people or heat or effort. I am talking about the things that make life feel slightly less awful without requiring me to put on real clothes or speak to anyone.

Here are ten things that hit the warm hug vibe without making me want to crawl out of my skin—and five things that absolutely do not and never will.

Ten Things That Feel Like a Warm Hug

Without the Sweat or the Small Talk

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