Last day of summer

Its the last day of summer. The searing afternoon heat has already passed, welcoming a warm early evening. It's that brief part of the day when everything becomes magical. When the light changes and everything with it. School starts tomorrow. Annoying. After two months of extraordinary, you all are returning back, some with new experiences, new memories, new haircuts. It's a day of first impressions, a day that decides who's cool and who's not, a binding law for the rest of the year. What are you gonna wear? Are you gonna fit in? Who are you going to talk with? Thousands of thoughts are racing through your head. You are nervous. But you don't want to think about that now. You just want to play some games, for one last time. You launch the game, and as it's loading, you take a look around. Your bedroom basks in the pearlescent light of a summer's goodbye. Late afternoon light breathes magic into the room, and with it, it illuminates your memory of the summer. You can feel the pleasant warmth on your skin after a blazing day, strengthened by soft kisses of a breeze blowing through the trees. You remember countless days spent outside, free, laughing, being mischievous. This memory puts a smile on your face. Your short meditation breaks as the screen starts flashing a message: “Press any key to continue…” You take a deep breath, pull yourself to the table, and press a key. Somewhere in the depths of your stomach, you feel a warm rumble. Somewhere in the neighbourhood, a first leaf falls off its tree.