You know something? Do not really know why I'm here. I have a special affection for my personal blog for the world and change it or compare it with something else. Still, I'm here. I think it's just a whim.
I love Sundays. I must be one of the few people you like. They have their bad things, like everything, but they also have good things. For me, Sundays have something special that can not be explained.
I always thought that Sunday is a good day for starters. And just three days of my freedom, I decided to start something again. I've never been that kind of people purposes is done in December, and then forget about them and having them back next year. Nor have I ever been aware of what it means closing a Anoy happen to you again. I believe that life wanted to prove the latter, because I'd be sick of me to take it as so ... normal, so to speak. And what if it has. I will not take me another step of a yeara so lightly. I will never question that that things happen for a reason. It's amazing how much something can change your life ...
" When we least expect it, life sets us ahead achallenge that tests our courage and willingness to change. "
I think really has affected me because it was the first time I faced with something truly my own. I have faced something known, although it sounds bad, I've always moved in there and something I had never noticed it. I began to fit pieces and formed a puzzle that was always there but I never stopped to look. And I think the most important is not the fact that this has happened, but, having passed, has caused many other things. They say that in bad times is true when you realize all, and so, Has been. Now I think I have of course I do, I want to do and I want to achieve, although there are still times that a spark of fear and insecurity leads me there, the spark of the ilusióny what those words can move me more. They say that what binds (or one more) at the wrong time, is forever. I hope so. Because, really, not that some people would have done without ... And all this has also led that part of refuge for some people, I take refuge in music and words. Hence, I think, my effort to write down everything you can, and my progress on it. Everything I've been through and what I feltdo, especially in the last year has been an overdose of words needed to translate and express in some way, and I did in my sketchbook and on my personal blog. But I think I needed another thing where everything is less personal, as it somehow. So, fancy or not, but here I am.
See you soon.
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