do not stop me now run up a ladder sooner or later had to enter: he ran up a ladder, you could always balance.
few days ago I had my setback: thus, sbam, a nasty surprise. is not quite the right word with the right word (add up to a gradient that is not what I want), but it is so surprising - I did not expect a slap in the face, so no, not now after all - and yes it is also bad.
short, long story short I had a tide seething inside, dark and ominous, foggy enough to not show me anything more. all polluted.
and everything to watch this depressing prospect.
everything.
and nothing will save me, I just have to wait holed up under the tree for myself that the storm passes. because the umbrellas of passers-by still can not keep me down, all look like old ghosts unsuitable. and this scares me.
today it was sunny. I woke up thinking fuck it, I will not cheat, there are still my little dreams, even if the hand of rationality alliscia them, even too much.
I want a mind able to dream at 360 °, accompanied by a hand made of dreams hopes to imagine ever the shadow of the policy.
I wish everything was like the landscape of sea, but without the awareness that it is Easter Monday and tourists around are annoying. I'd like to think that no matter how imperfect my pegs are tight enough to bring me up.
you will never really be ready for something, the important thing is to throw hard.