Dima Link

  I’m back at the countryside. It’s September now—a personal record for me; I’ve become a bit more adventurous. The weather was a real treat this time, too. It was actually a very warm day for late September—warm enough to run around in shorts, though I was wearing a sweater and sweatpants. Still, it gets cold faster these days; by six in the evening, it’s already dark and noticeably chilly.

  Autumn arrives slowly, resembling those lazy summer days, yet it marks the start of a new season. Here, on the Retro Wave, the summer spirit lives on. The artist evokes the summer of 1980—a legendary era. It is a fantastic, uplifting track, brimming with joy and breezy vibes. Summer and serenity continue on the Retro Wave.

  I came up with the idea for this little program a long time ago. The name itself captures the whole concept and meaning: "I’m a Little Star." It’s a list where you record your positive achievements. "I played a game." "I’m cheerful." "I learned something new." "I beat a level in a game," "I watered the flowers." "Good job, me." It’s all about creating a sunny, magical mood.

  The Ranger is a guardian of the forest. Clad entirely in green, his attire blends seamlessly with the surrounding foliage—an expertly tailored green outfit, complete with green boots, a green cloak, and a green tunic. He possesses the ability to merge with the forest greenery; he embodies the balance of nature and the harmony of the world. That is the nature of the forest ranger. He moves swiftly—like the wind, moving in unison with it. He travels while the wind blows, moving silently even as the breeze sways the trees and leaves. The Ranger makes his way through the forest.

  Autumn days have arrived at the countryside. The days are cooler now; you can’t really wear shorts anymore, though it’s still quite warm during the day—warm enough for just a T-shirt. I spent these autumn days harvesting mint. It was a nice day—bright, with a sky that looked almost summery, even though the heat was gone. It gets dark quickly, too—so dark you can barely see a thing.

  Electronic music is a whole universe. Like summer. Something that beckons you to a land of sunny days. A synth rhythm rushes forward, and the melody captures a spirit of celebration and anticipation. We are rushing toward that very summer—one you might have already forgotten. Nostalgia riding retro waves. A tangible reality crafted from dreams, electronics, and synthesizer music. This is reality. A summer that should never be forgotten.