Goodbye, hello

What's up with the summer endings? What's so magical about them that makes everyone so nostalgic? God, I will miss it. The long, sunny and lazy days. The long, insomniac and starry nights. What do I feel now? Absolutely nothing. A big, fat, confusing NOTHING. Where did all the fantasy suddenly go? In the middle of nowhere...in that nowhere where everything started like a hopeless summer story and ended like a fictional children's fairytale. We all have something that is already gone. Something that is simply lost. I lost the summer. My summer.

Hello dear Autumn, make us smile.

Something's missing

I need the old times back. The white papers, the poetry, the colors and the old smiles. I miss them.

The Piano

It's not just a movie...it's THE movie. And it's definitely the composition of my life. I MUST learn to play it.

Ends

U2 is over;
Croatia is over;
Summer is ALMOST over. It makes me feel nostalgic (which is not good)
Thankfully I have my dreams and my fantasy where everything good is never over. . .






(a PS)
(oh, tonight you told me: "Where are you going? What's the time?")
(i do love you)

Numbers and remembering

Can you remember your phone number?

Sometimes it's kind of hard because you never phone yourself...so if you need it there's always another person that has the number in their phonebook.

Easy.

Technology made us even lazier.

Reality.

03. 08. 2009 (summer nights)

What? What? Whaaaaaaaaaaat?

I'm off, I really am! I'm OFF reality!
I want to dream and dream and dream forever and never stop dreaming about smiley,shiny, LOVEly, beautiful things.
Are my stars finally finding the real path?

I just know that everything was simply...perfect.
And it all was reality.