autumn

So it has started. Cold, rainy days, frosty nights and sleepy climate... Pale people with white, foggy thoughts and also the crack of dawn like a wet curtain. Brrrrrrrr.... We all are waiting for a day, very special. The edge, the very sharp border. The day cutting sunny dreams from melancholy and sadness. Hmmm. Shorter days mean shorter hope that the night is going to be late for a moment which allows us to take hands of loving people and go forward just straight. Without hesitation about the death. Not today. Not tomorrow. Not in a half of a year. There is no other way, just to hibernate as everything around. Have beautiful dreams! Or maybe let's have a sparkle of life inspite of the outworld? Good night!