when is it now

mercredi 6 juin 2012

when I think it annoys me but I can not disconnect, I totally exist, I can not take anything away from what I am, although I'd like, we may want things, but life happens as a highway , pedestrians who risk to walk on it lose their life, so I prefer to ride in my car to the speed limit, I do not like taking risks, there is in life that I take a huge risk, each day I wake up and this is where I risk I go for broke, that is nothing or almost not much, a quiet event, could I manage to go until evening without falling into hole, what to do, what to avoid, I seek a passage, it is somewhere, I do not worry, it's only noon, the sun shines, I'm fine, it is the key that opens the last door before going to sleep, tomorrow I'll be fine, this is insurance that is based on nothing but my head on the pillow goes towards the dream, perhaps the dream is access to before or later, it depends which way you look at the road, one step after another, I advance slowly towards the end, or near the beginning, how to know

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