Thoughts
So many things to be done before I leave and yet I’m getting bored of them all. I keep on thinking what is going to be of me. Most will get damaged or lost, replaced by something completely different, some may heal, a last part will remain untouched, but everything will have my personal print on it, it’s me anyway.
Maybe it will all become more true, a hint hidden in the dark may arise, a path might enlighten, somewhere to roam, someone to make me forget this words. Who knows?
Feeling stuck in the same last years, as time never passed by, in a stuck country, inside a stuck continent… somewhere with no possibilities at all. Not saying I’m a big fish in a small pond, I’m a small fish in a tiny pond.
Let’s just walk the way, some stone may appear among so much fog, a little prize, after all.
Publicado el 21 abril, 2011 en E Pluribus Unum. Añade a favoritos el enlace permanente. 2 comentarios.
Ich glaube, du bist ein extravagant und fantastisch Person. No, si quiero expresarme medio bien, lo intentaré en inglés. Pero esa frase se queda.
Maybe you really need a change of your life, going to live to another country, like Poland. I hope to do the same the year you’ll come (for obviously reasons) and take a new way for myself. I do wanna change all the things I see everyday, i’m boring of it. Just remember how long remain for your amazing start.
For last, about the pond… you’re a fucking pond. I think you don’t need one so big, only one you can take for a walk all around it. I mean, enjoy with your new destiny and your little big world, there´s no reason for get sad for a long time, but yes for a while, it’s necessary.
Go on, we trust in you.
What? It was a metaphore! The pond is a metaphore!…
Anyway, I didn’t need any answers, I just wanted to write the whole thing, and… by the way, you require English classes.