Eternal summer of a restless school boy


End of August, laying on the grass and smelling autumn aproaching. It was a dry smell of leaves sadly sleeping dry on a blacker mud, with rough flowers that will survive when cold days will eventually come and the absence of fluffy white clouds that come in funny shapes. In was something in that late august atmosphere that was sad, all the memories of summer days, holidays and the pain of leaving this magical place that was my grandparents village. Remembering all the summers which ended with a very early in the morning departure, kissing and hugging grandma and grandpa and leaving for a 7 hours drive to home. And the feeling of separation from the world you absolutley love and the most kind and humble people in the world and the breaking between your soul that has a favorite tree in the forest, which colour si changing into somethinh yellow which expresses rusty feelings. This is the begining of rainy autumn and the end of summer's sensuality.

Of course that you adapt and you accept and move on knowing that in few months another summer will come and you will enjoy it even more. And you start building future memories and you already moved your mind and accessed imagination in order to re-build beauty, denying the un-acceptable end of the summer dream.

And than, you think to yourself, to your inner hidden selfish soul : What if I could live an eternal summer? You know it can't be possible and it is the guilt of your weakness that can't accept reality...but still what if.

The of eternal summer, more exotic than a wet dream, more passionate than a cheesy hollywood movie happening around you. I have waken up in the dream where the sun shines for me and the fluffy clouds with funny shapes are their every morning. Where every night out seems my summer birthday when everything is magical.

But why still restless? When you have your summer dream ? Because love,hapiness and a general state of fullfilment are only true when shared.