counting down the days…

and so it is…….just like the way it should be……life goes easy on me….sometimes!….. this is it…now it’s palpable…13 September makes it palpable…the stamp on my passport makes it palpable……. it’s time to count down the days…..to leave Winnie The Pooh….to have a cup of black coffee….to smoke a pack of cigarettes cheaper than 5 euro….to have a walk in the middle of the night toward Green Hours…….. empty pocketed.…..wearing junky pants……..and red cheap Converse-fakes…….it’s time to have a haircut……to look through my Vogue glasses hoping that because of the brand the world might look different….and so it is..…the butterfly effect….it sounds like jazz…..it smells like hot chocolate……it feels like underwater love…….and so it is …….my glorybox………