Andreea Babiuc

slightly addictive. it comes after this. for every autumn of my life.

Have you ever got that itchy sensation with the fall of first leaf, when you’re feeling you’re missing out on something..? On something that used to be too familiar for you to notice it, too comfortable for you to take it into account, a sort of freedom that let you do whatever you wanted, whenever you felt the need, and barely ever you had to pay for it. that feeling of summer.

Two thirds of holiday are gone now and there are only four weeks to come until the start of the new year. As I always measure time in school years, and treat each September with a particular touch of some sort of geeky weird rituals that only a religious madman could have, I would draw a circle in sand and go on and on around its edges to make time stand still.

So summer could be here forever.

Keys that jingle in your pocket
Words that jangle in your head
Why did summer go so quickly?
Was it something that I said?
Lovers walk along a shore
And leave their footprints in the sand
Was the sound of distant drumming
Just the fingers of your hand?

In the mood for :Sting - The Windmills of your mind

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