So now, I am alone again, but it doesn't mean I am lonely. Me and my music, I don't need much more than that. Or, well... At least that's what I am thinking most of the times. Truth be told, I kinda got a little bored of doing the same thing every year, so I did think a few times of what it would be like if this year, given it is my last and all, would be somehow... special. Different. Amazing. I don't know, something! However, at that thought I can't help but huff and softly shake my head. I am not fooling anybody: if I really wanted this, I would have done something to achieve it, but I spent a summer procrastinating as usual. Things are not gonna change if I am not gonna change, that's how it works.