I learn fast how to keep my head up. after seven months of amazing times things fell short but fast. single again jobless again and still short on cash to live. I roam the city in search for a job and for something to do.
in light of all that i found a job and decided that the time that i have free needs to be put into Uni and not sulking or sleeping.
the winter is coming and making the mornings cold and the midday hot and the night come earlier.
sun rise, sun set. all thing that begin have an end. east is life, west is death. what goes up must come down.
so i quit climbing trees because i fell out too often.
the winter will keep me in doors with books and blankets and artificial light and cold air. and a memory of warm light on a winters day.