Many things to write, to have done long, long lost, nothing written ...
so many things to say, I think, to express ... and yet because of laziness, neglect, call it what you want, no I did not write, and now like I'm angry with myself for not writing before ...
I have to change course, that the U, that takes, that football, the drawing, music, art, people, life ... I, like you, that nothing ... everything ... everything?
I needed to write ... a lot, too ... as I had, the enthusiasm, ideas, talents ... and got lost somewhere in the provision ... for some strange way he had begun to travel. .. rocky road, difficult, arduous, complicated ...
Certain roads and some routes have obstacles and difficulties in passing, sometimes it's fun to address ... either by the love of adventure, self-destruction, the desire to win, or no taste of failure ... is by any of these reasons (or at all, and many more like it might be me ...), I was going by the haphazard way, but at what cost?
The road was hazardous to side of the road, along with other things not worth further or philosophy ... maybe that way was not so difficult, or if it was, but the goal was not what you expected, do not expect big rewards, or promises eternal happiness would be a philosopher once said (I think it was Kant, in this moment, at this hour 2 am, I just want to find the quote ...), small fleeting moments of happiness ...
ever thought that everything was made up of little moments like that ... now re-evaluate things ... perhaps there is some greater happiness, total and lasting ... maybe not ... what is the point, the point is that I am willing to take another path ... one that a priori, he looked more relaxed, more secure, but I have the infinite accuracy, which ultimately will be much longer, will require much effort, and to tired heart, courage tired, tired ... forgive the redundancy value, the payback down the road will be much better and lasting ...
In following the path of yellow brick ... no a priori problem is simple, difficulties in the way there ... but ultimately missing is (apparently) the happy ending ...
... for some reason I always knew you had a happy ending ...
2:12 am and finish writing for now ... bedtime doped cold medicines and exceeded the by fatigue of the day ... tomorrow ... tomorrow have to continue traveling the yellow brick road ...
ask you a favor ............................................ .................................................. .................................................. ..............
join me??
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