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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