Saturday, January 30, 2010

Bubble Letter For Tie Dye

Vamos.

It's always good to get worked very hard, from time to time. A small storm is shaking the foundations of the heart and mind, then left, leaving the city in a clean atmosphere and the smell of rain, the smell of earth that I love. But it ripping fart his cable, especially when it's hot, I will not tell you how it is blown after ...

But never mind. There is always some small loopholes facing the inevitable, spend a few hours graphouiller Photoshop, it's always fun. I just left it aside for the Bac [Gender I put myself in condition for review and any Tavua, but in fact it ultimately did not change much, I have no damn xD] and I take little by little ...

is also a good outlet, a good way to stick their fucking feelings somewhere story they leave us in peace. It has the same effect as writing on a different plane.

Well then this is the week ends, and despite the slight knot in my stomach every time my thoughts drift to the university, I have a strange feeling of serenity.
Certainly the same as a death sentence may have before his imminent demise. But this is a detail.


I think these sentences that we would love to hear, which we might seek a lifetime of good soul who would tell us with all his heart, not just with words.
But these friends ... these friends who you can trust and who remain with you throughout your life ...
They are only illusions, seductive illusions you may find in a book, the turning of a movie.
Ah ... If only.



I myself am amazed at the detachment I feel now. Perhaps it is only temporary, maybe it's because I'm too hot, maybe ... Maybe.
Maybeh I will survive. Maybeh.

The key is not to focus, to be a nomad heart and mind ...
I would do anything to finally become one.



All lies in the control and mastery of ourselves.
In all situations, whatever they are.

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