I’m in a melancholy mood today. The Irish weather has taken a turn towards the coolness of autumn’s air. I am always mournful of past days when the cold weather comes rolling through.
I hope Berlin is having similar weather. I want to stroll German streets and soak up the atmosphere with a cool refreshing breeze blowing through the trees and my hair. I don’t want to fake happiness, which I always feel sunshine makes me do.
I am myself in autumn.