A fine dinner, a fine restaurant and maybe something still incomplete.

That brings back to summer while I told that I will have fondue when it becomes colder. That is me, and the fondue, or something that wasn't rightly prepared.

Many things I planned, I shouldn't tell. It seems telling too much will become less easy to become true. Even the slightest hint or schedule, it won't happen.

Remember everytime the scene is so nice... so nice that I cannot watch it alone again.

That's all personal, after all, fondue is for friends, wish you were here as well.