I'm waiting for December.. for the snow.. coffee on an early cold Saturday morning...
I'll miss the reds and oranges in the air
Leonard Cohen..
And I'll always know that: no memory deserves to be forgotten.. specially mine!

But it's time to move on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on.. cuz I know that "it'll be fine, it'll be fine, it'll be fine, it'll be fine.... for awhile"