We woke up to find that summer's gone. // The End of Summer

Ruisrock 2014.

Ruisrock 2014 was the festival of beautiful sunsets.

And a festival of some 90's flashbacks. Suede's Brett Anderson doesn't seem to age.

Lissie @ Tavastia, one hot summer evening.

Suddenly summer's gone. First lectures of my second year of Uni begin in a week. The weather has suddenly grown colder. Nearly every morning is met with pouring August rain. My favorite time of the year, Autumn, is almost finally here.

This summer has been a summer of excruciating heath waves. A summer of good music (Suede, First Aid Kit, Bob Dylan[!], Lissie...) and good friends. A summer of reading intimidating books (David Foster Wallace's Infinite Jest, still work in process) and summer studies. It's been a good summer, but I'm so ready for the next season.

“Every year, the bright Scandinavian summer nights fade away without anyone’s noticing. One evening in August you have an errand outdoors, and all of a sudden it’s pitch-black. It is still summer, but the summer is no longer alive.” - Tove Jansson

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