Autumn melancholy…

It so hot outside but the cool wind reminds me that is autumn..a few days till my birthday. I am listening to soft music, a bit jazzy  and drinking tea with a lot of lemon. I will post some pictures with my newest collection of jewelry  in a few days..it’s Morocco inspired. Their architecture inspire me and it has that mystery enveloped in a special perfume, shining in the warm rays of the Sun. I was talking to a friend about people and that we remembered that in our childhood we linked feelings with perfumes, places, clothes, people, names..and so on, so that when we said a name we also felt it. I still remember how it was..and now it’s the same, only more mature(a bit realistic I might say), but as genuine as it was then. So in a discussion about dull things, I said to someone: What you fell is never boring! And replied: Yeah, ok!..and I was surprised that it didn’t had that depth, that meaning as it does to me. People are people, and different in their ways, but I am starting to see that features that might make us weak (like sincere things about us, talking about emotions) are kept aside. I think that happens because the hard times that we live in, stress, and all the circumstances that teach us to be more reserved, more practical but also creates distances between people(just like the Universe is expanding). I was able to talk to my friend about it..but how many friends are there? In conclusion: It must be the autumn melancholy that makes me think this way or the fact that will soon be my birthday and I remember childhood every time it is..to see how it was then, how things evolved, how and who am I now..