I feel like I've been left in the dark with only a little crack of light under some door some many meters away. It's not impossible, but not so tempting to face the light again. Sometimes you can just visualize taking that wrong step at the wrong crossing and then you are high in the air and you can breathe easy because you know nothing after that moment will matter anymore and everything beforehand has been bittersweet. Falling and falling. You can find solace in that complete stillness of time. But no, we have to be confronted with our realities everyday, the worst of them being our social realities. To love, to cry, to be hurt, to laugh... all in a day's work. Where have you gone to my lovely?
