Every autumn, when leaves start to fall down from trees and gold September slips into a crimson October, I come to hundreds of life changing ideas, mostly ones that are a projection of my soul searching and “skin changing” moments. It all comes with autumn. Summer has settled down and warm air that I crave for so much, slowly goes to southern hemisphere.
A paragraph I wrote three weeks ago still stands unfinished, and here I am trying to finish my thoughts once again. October has passed. Time flies and I would lie if I told you that this doesn’t bother me at all. But I’ve decided to finish my thought in a positive, less worried way. Still, every atom of me is fighting for a feeling more tolerable than this autumn sadness that I feel. Different in a way than last year, nevertheless that feeling is there, like every other autumn. Then again, I am in much calmer state of mind this November. And after a beautiful end of summer I shared with the most beloved man on the other side of the world, I am more than determined to share it with you. End of summer in Barcelona, or possible spring in Australia either way it is my collection of summertime memories all in one pile.
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