This autumn is like a roundabout. Dizzy. Misleading, full of wrong coincidences, false expectations, people, weariness and depression. Not sure I’d have a courage to live through another one like this. But world is so incredibly beautiful and some people are so crazily charming that I get lost and have this never-leaving me feeling that I should hurry to keep up with this world. To hurry to catch the tail of this slipping away beauty. Need to see more, to feel with a greater intense, otherwise there is no point. No point at all.