Goodbye Summer.

Every summer I wonder how long would it be. More often than not it is too short. But now I can say that it is neither too short nor too long. For me its length is determined by crap (or not) which usually waits me in autumn. And yep earlier it was my favourite university. And now nothing is expected from me. I can say that it is a very comforting feeling with a little piece of freedom. Of course my words can be interpreted by some people as words of a looser without higher education but I don't care. I really can't understand people who go to work everyday and hate every second of it. Maybe I'm a looser maybe I'm not happy as I should be but if I ever had a real job it would at least bring me joy. Now I just need to find out what kind of job that would be.

My wonderful thoughts about living in a lighthouse have returned. Now they are so much stronger than before. Someone once said that my only problem is meeting wrong people but ironically he turned out to be the wrong one too. 

So life goes on. And it doesn't care about your problems. Like an indifferent impenetrable wall along the path of your life. But probably for those who are not afraid it sometimes becomes lower.

Anyway I can't say that I'm sad or happy about the end of summer. I'm just indifferent. Seasons change, life goes on and I'm just living. Maybe someday I'll find a place where I belong.