Late last night I was going through another bout of my insomnia so I was up quite late just visiting blogs and seeing if the other half of this world was having a better run.

And of course, Negrito's blog is just all the excitement I can handle. With all these exotic places and people to see.

Today I have a very strange adventure to tell. I went to one of these places that you cannot even imagine if you did not went there, and this is entirely my fault. I mean, as a Grito I am terribly curious. And when I heard that somewhere, they were constructing the biggest building ever made, well, I thought about it once, once and a half, once and three quarters, but not twice. I wanted to run to Dubai, in the Emirates.

As usual I went to Charles de Gaulle to take Air France - I am now such a frequent flyer people do not even bother me hanging around doing nothing in the lounges of Charles de Gaulle - and suddenly: the black hole, maybe I fell asleep, or maybe it was un uneventful flight, all i know is that the second after, I went out by only +33 degrees, full sun, no wind. I must admit I immediatly regretted not to have taken my silk scarf instead of the wool one.

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Then, I passed by Kunstemaeker's, and he just writes such beautiful prose.

It seems like summer is gone. Like summer is through with us. Like from now on,
all we’ll get is autumn, winter and spring. Wind, ice and rain.

I went to Africa several years ago and I met beautiful people with big white smiles. They embraced my presence. I ate and drank and laughed with them but cried because everyone knew the white man was responsible for losing summer. I brought only three seasons with me. It broke my heart and I returned home carrying this
knowledge like a heavy burden.I fell into a deep sleep and dreamed my troubles
away. I became 20 years older in one day.

I remember summer but now all I have left are memories. Memories that are slowly fading. How did I lose you? Sometimes a mind purposely forgets. I wish I was forgotten.

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Yes, I am going through a case of Blog Envy. I like grumble a lot on this blog. And talk about things that people are most likely not interested about. Post up pictures that I find silly to capture my mood. Just like Jerry Seinfeld who wrote a tv show about nothing. This blog is really about nothing.

They inspire me to write better, talk about better things and definitely write about something good to write about.