Summer expectations

Day by day flies by, and it is the last month of summer already. The nights get colder and longer, it gets dark earlier. Thinking about the end of the summer, I even got a wish to inhale the aroma of fallen leaves and see the flying thread of the cobweb! I do not afraid changes because every season of the year is wonderful and unique in its own way. 

Today, while waited for a client who was somehow late, I pulled out the book, left at office – Julian Barnes’ “The Only Story” but could not focus. Some kind of anxiety flew in the air. No, it was such a light summer end’s flair flying in the air.

 So, let’s hurry slowly to enjoy the rest of our moments of paradise.