it makes it often

it makes it often when I 'm ready to go , but I say why I do this , what comes to me , am I able to live alone without anyone, but now I think that I do, it's funny to see that it is always the same so that everything is clear , in a field there on earth, so far everything is going well, but then when you can see what to do , but this is not what I want , I see many reasons to take my shovel and dig a hole, but when I see how long it takes I drop and I'll walk this is how I do when I 'm bored, I'm bored walking, it is not the same trouble as I am when I walk in action and even if I lose my time it is not for nothing , it's part of a larger plan that goes up to heaven, but around noon, everything changes nothing remains of the morning , we must continue even if the light has changed is that either carry out the plan I agree to stay longer because I feel that it closes the passage was open, but even when it closes , there on the edges enough to make matches, for a day that is candle lit when during a thunderstorm electricity was cut off, live the life that passes without stopping, she did not have time to take the time , everything is gone except what is happening right now but it's already past, then how to do , it takes me some time all spent time impresses me , I 'm not ready to forget this moment, he is single , he will never look at another time , it's great , life passes and I watch it, I find it beautiful , his long legs , this lightweight look, this lack of awareness , this inner beauty, this passage in shade, not in the snow, in the world at the window , everything is there in lightness for this one time , let's focus ready , it will start , and it's already done, bravo, wonderful, fantastic, funny, true ,