With temperatures in the mid 30's, I can confirm that it is pretty hot outside. However, I cannot get rid of the feeling that these are the last genuine efforts of summer to distract us from the feeling that the holiday season is all but gone. With the chestnut trees (which Sofia is well known for- even bootcamp rookies from Sofia are referred to by that name) already turning a golden-amber colour and morning temperatures far from sizzling noon highs, you can just about tell that autumn is about to make a dramatic entrance. And some of us, I might add, are eagerly waiting for the summer craze to end. Summer is just SOO overrated. Crazy chicks with boobs all but springing out, dudes with tight sleevless T-shirts, giving JohnTravolta looks. Come ON, people, get real! It's only summer!
And what happens when it all ends. Enter drama queens and kings. Indeed, September has a real dramatic feel to it. First school day is in September (ako iskash AZ da sam u4enik!, ili pak student for that matter!). The sun isn't the same. I have always been very irritated when I go to the seaside in September, and a chilly wind creeps in . Its like bloody Scandinavian summer!
But above all, September is about making a fresh start, which my nomadic core just loves. The feeling I get often reminds me of a Led Zeppelin song called RAMBLE ON:
"Leaves have fallen all around
It was time I was on my way
Thanks to you I am much obliged
Such a pleasant stay
But now it's time for me to go
The autumn moon lights my way
Now I smell the rain
And with it pain
And it's heading my way"
Yes, September smells like change which I totally enjoy. Life's cycle on the move, a feeling of life perpetuating itself and bracing itself for the harsh winter months...
But wait, we still have more than a week until September. I know, but I still like "to run before my horse to market" and make a sneaky peak of what's around the corner. In the words of the famous 30's proletariat poem: "September will be May."
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