I'm falling into anabiosis. My movements are getting more slowly and more smoothy. I am close to lose my voice, mental equilibrium (or it is better to say to break up?)

It is Fall. And nothing could be better now and ever. The seasons come always in time, always when we need some changes.

I feel cold everytime, so I have a passion to the knited clothes and the big warm blankets, to the hot tea and dark chocolate.

But I still want the summer to stay for a little. I am dreaming about melon and apples. Red pulpy tomatoes and sappy red-green-yellow sweet peppers.

I'm surrounding with love my kitty and stranges. I'm hunging in high fragile blue of the sky. Just flying nowhere.

I'm falling into anabiosis, getting feeble and clumsy.

The exciting smell of the cold grass, the odorless morning air and the warm heart beating.

I dont love anybody. It seems like an insanity. It cant be true.

I feel terrible aversion to the anime-party's guys and their (mine also) behavior and some regrets to Ice's and mine wasting of time.

It is just the Fall, nothing more but HOW it impresses me! I do love it.

Anabiosis. Dont disturb me. I am too busy to answer adequate :)