I’m going to miss these Summer Olympics. They absolutely rescued this season for me, coming as they did in the midst of a dark summer, and they turned everything around to bring back some badly-needed entertainment. It’s one of the few times I didn’t need to feel guilty about watching hour after hour of television. (Aside from those Real Housewives’ marathons of course.)
The end of the games will be a rather unwelcome splash-in-the-face back-to-reality moment, just in time for the coming of fall. I’ll never be an optimist, so I might as well admit that summer will come to its close sooner rather than later, and no use in pretending otherwise. Ignorance has rarely been bliss. For now, there’s another day of the games, and a month of summer left to go.
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