I’m trying to live among people I don’t understand and hoping, still hoping, I’m going to find my place in this world that seems so unfamiliar. I live in the past and in the future but I rarely focus on what’s here and now.
The smallest thing can make me happy, the wind dancing with my hair, the rain washing down all my sorrow, the sound of trees whispering something to one another. Still, everything makes me happy and sad at the same time. I cannot explain it, maybe I just don’t want to try, I don’t know. Sometimes I feel I breath in sadness, just like air, and it runs in my blood and makes it thicker, flow slower.
I know I will find my place, I feel this excitement growing inside of me just at the thought of it. The question is, how long will I be forced to wait? What if I get tired along the way? We accept love we think we deserve.
This blog is a combination of my thoughts, photos that inspire me, that mirror how I feel at the moment, good music and a little of my soul poured into everything that you can find here.
A photo means more than a thousand words. I hope You can find your answers here. Or at least some peace.
We are like roses that have never
bloom when we should have bloomed
it is as if
the sun has become disgusted with
- Charles Bukowski