Friday, February 8, 2008



Water.

I still have time. I want to watch the sea. Water soothes my restless mind, I don't know why but it does. It does so by twisting and twirling jumping and breaking… sometimes it hits me in the face, like summoning me back to reality, making me fall from a floating trip. The ocean takes me away… at least my mind, a spiritual navigator, visiting places that don’t exist, perhaps not in this world. But places that exist somewhere inside of me, cities and countries even different worlds, worlds that are so far away as they are close from reality.

A different world drawn with shapes that don’t exist and painted with colors that cannot be formed by our very own red, green and blue. Dreams come true which haven’t yet came to be. A place far away. Away from reality. Away from people. Away from the bad decisions. Away from me…

Away. Just away…

I need to go there… But there’s no time.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I use that expression repeatedly... "There’s no time" or “my time seems so little”... but if we want something very much, there’s always a chance to make things right...