winter is coming here in kos.
weather is changing. the first raindrops, the first really dark grey clouds are real. that's why i am feeling better. i am more of a winter guy, i think. watching clouds leaving, raindrops falling. spending more time alone. listening to more and more music. stuff like Hood-Cold House, Notwist-Neon Golden, The Middle East-The Recordings Of Middle East seem to fit my mood more now. too romantic eeh?
i was never good at writing. cause i didn't have the guts? too shy maybe? but these days, i have the 'want'. i want to write, to scream all my thoughts. and i think all the time, all the fucking time.

Hood-You Show No Emotion At All
Can we walk in hope
Into another new year
Just to cast away the ghosts
Or to have the time to again
You said hold on to dreams
But I know you don't try
Cos you're innocent I know that you won't survive
I heard the phone ring
So late at night that I
I thought someone had died
Someone had died
But your voice was full of hope
Like it was on better days
On clear mornings when the rain had left the sky
I can't stand the thought of you alone
Don't try to get close to
Us because there's nothing
But our souls laid bare
Will we survive
I know we will

winter is coming, weather is chaning, and i hope that i won't change in here. i don't want to change.