I was happy before fall... I was happy back home

It is september. Which supposed to be my favourite month, my favourite season. When I was back home September always make me excited, put happiness in my heart somehow. It was starting over season for me; sometimes for school sometimes beginning of the theatre and film season, sometimes beginning of playing live music season but always something good was happening I was full of hope. I am in U.K. for more than 3.5 years now and september does not mean anything anymore or sunday or december or a monday...

This photo is a scene from my hometown and make me feel hopeful for a couple of minutes.