Contentment eludes most of us. The awful thing about us is that we are always searching for smth better. Most of the time there isn’t anything better out there, but we drive ourselves crazy pursuing it, no matter what the challenge is.
What should I create that what I’m asking myself these days. And I should create – have to - must. And what I’m doing, what I’m writing about - the first/last/complete step. I don’t wanna describe how my night passed. I want to write where money sent to
Should create.
I think I gonna stop here for a while.
And think seriously about it.
Labels: reflections.
posted by light will-o-z-wisp at
3:55 pm
I've seen the Paris lights from high upon Montmartre And felt the silence hanging low in no mans land; And all those Spanish nights were fine, It wasn't only from the wine; It still seems all in hand.
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Yo sei, porque tu no quieres escreber mas: esta muy cansada della idioma inglesa!:))))))))))))))
Porque as linguas latinas sao melhor para o povo russo!:)))))))))
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