I hate the fact that summer is gone. Already. Again... And in end there's nothing left besides this strange mood of melancholy...
I mean, I like the winter. I love it actually. Winter like snow, skiing, christmas, peace and harmony
, but naah...not this wet, cold, windy time of the year, when autumm and winter intertwine and everything outside your door is dying slowly.
And the cold, brrr...that makes you shiver from head to toes.