when is it now

jeudi 27 mars 2014

I feel that this is a need to be,

I feel that this is a need to be, a survival instinct , an intense moment , the joy of living, and that is the loss of youth, I know of no way to stop this descent into next time when we are able to make a leap into the unknown , that is a dream come true to do what i want in an idea to make a small step in the direction of choose what is good, when you are in age to take responsibility there is one thing that I do not want to miss , it is this lack that allows me to leave while still beside her , because in life we ​​can not do it there are choices to make, mustard on the sausage, cravings go straight into a narrow rocket because here it is not paradise, it's just enough for a day , and then is taken in a flood of sensations simply because everything is dropped , it will take time to pick up everything, because it starts from the beginning, then it must be all those miles in the countryside and it can make a good ride , but in terms of livelihoods we will have to stop at the grocery store next to the full, but this time there is a stop, you have to stop, I watch it, it is beautiful, I'm glad we can continue , it is a hilly landscape and soon we reach the small town , we park next to the grocery store and ask if you can see what can be eaten , then they show us ham, sausage, wine, cheese , bread , we also choose the biscuits, and we leave , then we find a place to spend the night and we grill sausages , this is happiness, we go to sleep , and tomorrow we will continue this journey that will take us to the heart of love

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