Here we are, back from vacation with the desire or not to start . Not everyone, however, so, for some of us the road is still long and sometimes uphill, but maybe it's better that way.
The holidays were beautiful, perhaps the first in my life where I have not felt compelled to do things, to be always with the same people. I needed something light and I had.
beautiful days I have lived, full of serenity not usual, I was fine with the "old" and some new friends, whom I had the impression of knowing all along.
What we leave the summer is always something sharp at the end you always feel a Magone in that only time can heal. No other season makes me this effect, but to say I am a sick of summer, I like its colors, its smells and, in particular, I like its sounds.
I feel free I feel free, anytime, at any time, you can stay out late and it does not matter, you can be in costume and it does not matter, then, the biggest luxury I will give her power to stand barefoot .
summer because I'm in love, is a hymn to freedom, carefree , the desire to stay together without frills, and I like even more because , only in the summer you can afford to sit out, on an open space in the warm night with the moon to play guitar with your friends ....
0 comments:
Post a Comment