The leaves fall in September,
October gets a little colder,
November in the rain cold freeze,
by December you'll be on your knees
This time last year, I decided to stay around awhile here. Enjoying a nice view after a series of work. After a fail attempt to hook myself on a holiday and a few jobs later, it always led me back here. No matter how many times I flew in and out. And on a very frugal decision one night, it was said and decided. I'd move in here. And move I did.
It was one year ago decision. But not until 2 weeks ago I got myself a place on my own. Where I live alone with no roommates for the first time. It's been a year. And in that year time, I've lived in 7 different hotels (some were in a different cities) and then this one house in that neighborhood before I finally made the move to my own place.
Sometimes it still feels weird that I don't live in that neighborhood anymore. I brought myself back there last week. I took a several rounds and every time I tried to go there, I just couldn't. It's funny how in a 2 weeks span, you don't belong anymore in a place where you spent some fragments of your life before. The only thing that clear is that white bougenville on the neighborhood fence.
There are too many things that have changed, and yet it feels so few. It always feels like that every year, I think. Comes December. The last month on the calendar. The last moments of 2013. I can't wait to see what's in it.