Summer days and places. I miss the heat, I miss those days the sun and filled with light. I miss the days that begin in the afternoon and end in the morning, I miss my partys and my friends. I miss not thinking. I miss to love marijuana as my religion above all things. I miss everything. When you return ..? Winter is disgusting, I hate it. All fucking cloudy days and frozen, no light, no life, no birds .. not feel like anything, everything is gray. Go, outside ..