months of calm. Perhaps most of apathy in a situation working-logistics-sentimental for me which is equivalent to a flat encephalogram. Not recriminations, I will not complain, just take note of what is happening and drove me to find a point from where to start.
For example, write and photograph, let me be carried away by the beauty I see around me, the magic lights that surround me at sunset, reflections that appear everywhere. And the moon, this full moon suddenly peeps everywhere. Like a mirage, a vision and a companion to me and 'next constantly in my night walks.
I hope to have dodged the point of no return and that I dropped, albeit by a whisker a gravitational effect which would otherwise arise.
I'm not sure yet if I'm being sincere. I do not hear me still in the wind of freshness and lightness that makes me hear the end of dark periods. Pero 'something happens imperceptibly.
regain contact with the world, I find interest in things, I can again discuss with people without feeling lost without my thoughts are distracted at times from things that disturb me.
And I see things that make me pleasure, as people who take to the streets to demonstrate their opposition to what is happening in their country. It 's something that makes me immensely happy' cause maybe there's some hope '. Maybe not everything 'lost.
I wanted to be myself in that square, my god how I wanted. Yet there was in the midst of the crowd.
I was there in spirit, with thought. Pero 'maybe this is not enough.
And it 'a constant that haunts me at this time. Failing to do things. Sometimes even the most 'trivial. As if I had not the strength. And
and 'frustrating' cause that causes the feeling of not being able to act on reality '. To be a spectator in a sense a bit 'detached of what happens around you. As an entity 'without feet touching the ground.
yet I know them 'is the turning point. Li is the point where I have to pry and effort. Decide
my way, make decisions ... I
lighthouse 'strengths and are sure to succeed.
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