It is time for change. A lot of people goes, some new comes. I m start to think about it. More you grow up, more you travel, more your life became instable.
I m like melancholy just for a minute.
People you want to stay goes, others seem so far away, and some others become ghosts.
I m not the same as three months ago, and I won't be the same three months from now. It kind of scares me but there is no going back, just moving forward so you have to deal with this.
And in few weeks I ll be in Macedonia, always moving away, like a crazy pinball.