I should be happy but I just can't help feeling sad. Too much to come - too
much to be left behind. It's warm but still the consciousness of the summer
fading away lurks in the corner of my mind. So far nothing really happened
this summer to be remembered , in good or bad, yet I still feel like I felt a
few years back: all things come to an end. Especially the good ones. And yes,
this damn blog is one big cliche. But so is my life. Damn how I hate SMS. At
least sometimes.