when is it now

mardi 7 janvier 2014

all day every day to get ready I start to do more in less time to hold it in my arms, but before I go through it begins to make more corners , so I 'm sure nothing miss , because it's my anxiety , this thing is lacking but I have my tactics , I know where my place not to have to confront , because when you're in a mess there is likely miss and meet that will change my life, for the last twenty years I am not the same , it is a litany of prayers that this continues, I'm at the same level , it may be more but I'm in a new genus , beliefs drying in the sun but tomorrow I 'm sure to make a leap as in the ridiculous passion collections I always pay attention to the presentation, if I ever had the chance of losing it wrong , there are moments that do not feel good, but when I put the turbo I do calculations whether in traffic I can move is a highlight that it is possible change to have a new vision, it allows me to see that it's all my time in a field that is not far , I am silent to let the goats , the pleasure of living , lying , looking at the sky , seeing what I see , can not be otherwise, choosing to live until the time or will be shipped, we must understand , everything is in the cabinet , there is more drawer , everything is black, the hope is gone on vacation , I am left alone to know that all is well, and about five o'clock I realize that everything is fine , so why poison, I'm good, I 'm not in a violent project , all I want is to be at peace , but I know it will be difficult, there are temptations , green pastures, bearded monks , and from time to time the passage of factor, but for years I try to make fewer gestures for anyone to see me more simply, it is an effort that I have tomorrow, but for the rest I prefer to do what I said the other day yes it was in a corridor

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