Well into my adulthood, I used to have a lurking feeling of euphoria in April and May - didn't know why. Then I realized that subconsciously was looking forward to summer vacation...but as an adult, that doesn't exist. How disappointing.
But now, for the last seven consecutive years I have been on one, long, wonderful "summer vacation," with the added benefit that I have as much money as I need to pay for the things that I like to do.
Life is good.