Summer. 3 months. The moment everyone waits
for. A kind of coming-of-age movie in real life,
typical American history that Europeans
so much idolize. It's always a time of
accomplishment for me.
I like to observe and according to the little
page of astrology in a newspaper once told me,
it's a common virgo trait.
Every afternoon, I can see the sea and all
the little bodies that walk along the red
sidewalk. The sun shines kindly in my room.
I waste time in visions rare, i know that i'll
see it anywhere else in another time and space
but i can't take my eyes of it.
Time flutuates but the circle is broken.
Sleeping seems like a challenge these last
couple of days. I see night and day pass
through my eyes.