You know when something is just too good, too amazing to grasp even the slightest of thoughts? Just out of reach, shining bright, quietly and warm... and then it happens! With no warning, no headlights, nothing to prepare you to it, and how could you really, prepare for a dream come true?
No matter how many times you think it over and imagine, it is, somehow, always better. To feel it, touch it and live it at last, and then what?
Some people say that after you reach the top there’s only one way to go, down. Others wait for the bad wave coming, after all its life and it is, indeed, a roller coaster ride. I, for once, say at least these minds know what to think. I find myself lost inside a trap of wonderful things, too guilty to step out and exhausted to try and understand the knot inside my heart.
This year has come so fast and while we’re only half trough it, it seems like five years went by, and although I am so very humble and thankful, I begin to hang in infinite threads of thoughts that take me nowhere but the present moment, and why?
Do we always need something to hang on to, or can we, in this case, I, just let go?
Too much of a good thing can really turn your world up-side-down. I just pray and I do pray that I never take any day for granted, no matter where this road takes me, if it takes me anywhere, that is.
Good night to you, lost in your own world, out there.
No matter how many times you think it over and imagine, it is, somehow, always better. To feel it, touch it and live it at last, and then what?
Some people say that after you reach the top there’s only one way to go, down. Others wait for the bad wave coming, after all its life and it is, indeed, a roller coaster ride. I, for once, say at least these minds know what to think. I find myself lost inside a trap of wonderful things, too guilty to step out and exhausted to try and understand the knot inside my heart.
This year has come so fast and while we’re only half trough it, it seems like five years went by, and although I am so very humble and thankful, I begin to hang in infinite threads of thoughts that take me nowhere but the present moment, and why?
Do we always need something to hang on to, or can we, in this case, I, just let go?
Too much of a good thing can really turn your world up-side-down. I just pray and I do pray that I never take any day for granted, no matter where this road takes me, if it takes me anywhere, that is.
Good night to you, lost in your own world, out there.
