I just hope it won’t be true this time.
Speechless.
It’s a shame they can’t be able to tell us the actual reasons for these happenings.
but don’t imagine that they’ll all come true.
How?
I realize how much summer gives me this opportunity to think, sometimes even too much, about life…in general.
As if I need more over thinking to do.
Some of these feelings will just never go away, will it?
It never takes too long.
the fresh smell of a new book.
