Where´s my coin?
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I usually make some mistakes in my writing, I see them after, and I don´t bother to correct them later. Iam always so lazy... though one of these days I will just correct them all at once.
Iam looking for a plan that is hiding from me. God´s scheme.
I can´t see where Iam heading just yet. It´s not like it´s bothering me, I just don´t want to miss the path. I want myself back oh track as soon as possible.
I miss my concentration. That day I wrote about going back to my dark corner to dive in my own dreams and finish it all at once, should I have done it?
Is it possible to deal with both of my sides in life? is it for me?
It should be, that´s why I made my concesions recently. To be able to handle everything. That is just how it should be, isn´t it?
Two pieces more, and I don´t want to hurt my own body, I want to take care of it, but sometimes I forget. And I feel so bad afterwards.
And I promess myself I won´t do it anymore, and I care even more about it. I can´t find my works because I haven´t given to them the importance they have.
I keep doing that, I have to stop.
That is another thing I wont do again. Never again. I know it´s somewhere, but Iam so untidy... damn.
I feel tired but I don´t want to stop, I want the day to continue so I can do all I have to. All I should have done hours ago.
You must be having trouble now. But you are not talking to me about it. same here. I can imagine what´s happening. I can sense you are feeling dissapointment about the academy. Iam feeling dissapointment as well. I wish I am ready to bear the wheight of my own dreams.
Some days ago I dream about myself. I looked at the mirror and I can see wrinkles in my face. Deep ones. And I got really scared. I though "my time is fading" I need more time...
Iam almost sure about its meaning. So I don´t want to think deeper about it. I know what are my worries. I carry them everyday.
My inner soul need to continue writing. That´s why I continue writing thoughts vain thoughts I don´t really like. Thoughts that change with the day, I don´t like them. Those, don´t deserve ink and paper to waste on them. That´s what I feel of it.
But it´s getting harder to get the track again, to get the plot again in my mind. Many things had changed inside. I almost hate some of the things I thought were ok before.
But I have to keep my precious, precious little pieces of work.
Bye bye, sweet and horned violet. You left me not looking behind, parting during the night, slippering snake leaving the nest in silence.
Most probably...You are loosing, more than I.
Iam looking for a plan that is hiding from me. God´s scheme.
I can´t see where Iam heading just yet. It´s not like it´s bothering me, I just don´t want to miss the path. I want myself back oh track as soon as possible.
I miss my concentration. That day I wrote about going back to my dark corner to dive in my own dreams and finish it all at once, should I have done it?
Is it possible to deal with both of my sides in life? is it for me?
It should be, that´s why I made my concesions recently. To be able to handle everything. That is just how it should be, isn´t it?
Two pieces more, and I don´t want to hurt my own body, I want to take care of it, but sometimes I forget. And I feel so bad afterwards.
And I promess myself I won´t do it anymore, and I care even more about it. I can´t find my works because I haven´t given to them the importance they have.
I keep doing that, I have to stop.
That is another thing I wont do again. Never again. I know it´s somewhere, but Iam so untidy... damn.
I feel tired but I don´t want to stop, I want the day to continue so I can do all I have to. All I should have done hours ago.
You must be having trouble now. But you are not talking to me about it. same here. I can imagine what´s happening. I can sense you are feeling dissapointment about the academy. Iam feeling dissapointment as well. I wish I am ready to bear the wheight of my own dreams.
Some days ago I dream about myself. I looked at the mirror and I can see wrinkles in my face. Deep ones. And I got really scared. I though "my time is fading" I need more time...
Iam almost sure about its meaning. So I don´t want to think deeper about it. I know what are my worries. I carry them everyday.
My inner soul need to continue writing. That´s why I continue writing thoughts vain thoughts I don´t really like. Thoughts that change with the day, I don´t like them. Those, don´t deserve ink and paper to waste on them. That´s what I feel of it.
But it´s getting harder to get the track again, to get the plot again in my mind. Many things had changed inside. I almost hate some of the things I thought were ok before.
But I have to keep my precious, precious little pieces of work.
Bye bye, sweet and horned violet. You left me not looking behind, parting during the night, slippering snake leaving the nest in silence.
Most probably...You are loosing, more than I.
