Nostalgia Rain

Morning wake with rain, wet and cold
Weather weary not tame
Soil soaked like a sponge
Animals awake and alert
Nothing in the way
Feeling cozy in a sweater
Makes you think back
Retrospect
The summer has left us
Without a call or goodbye
Everyone is moving, so busy
You are left alone,
spinning in circles
Where shall I go?
But no one ever knows
Thinking to yourself
Am I so crazy?
I don't know what I want, so undesisive
And then you just turn on the music
It makes you feel better
Makes you want to dance
Trances of beats
Nostalgia it weeps
Memories of good and bad
Dreams of what can be
Only if they last.

Are you Fika?

Fika (fee-ka) is something all Swedes love to do. Simply put, it means grab a friend, some coffee or tea, and something sweet to nibble on. - IKEA