Enough time.
Enough time to think about things I don't want to think about. Unfortunately.
Feeling somehow weird, although everything's fine at the mo.
This is so wah, reading these entries in which I wrote something about P. Wah. How could I write such things? I don't dare reading them again. Wah.
Everything's changing, like the nature's changing, too. It is a kind of fall in everything, but no sad fall. A bit colorful, like all the leaves hanging on the trees. But they are falling down. It will become white, white and clean. A change from the colorful and lively life to the tranquil one. Don't know which I prefer but it is exciting indeed.
Let's see what future brings.