The sunlight poured into the room like liquid gold, making everything glow. I lay there, soaking up the last warmth of summer. It was August 31st, and Prague still held on to the season despite September knocking at the door. I wasn't in a hurry to welcome the next month. The film roll, almost forgotten since the vacation, had one more story to tell.
First-world problems, I thought. The world outside was still sweltering, with a heatwave that didn't want to leave. But here, lying on the cool floor, I was in between seasons, feeling nostalgic and indifferent at the same time. The only sound breaking the silence was the gentle hum of the fan, a soothing melody that accompanied my lazy goodbye to the fading freedom of the sun-soaked days.
Photo taken by Polina Shubkina (Czechia) - #KodakMoments