Had another crazy weekend. When I lose myself and ask myself about what the heck I am doing with my life.
Am I just going along with things? Is this okay? Where is this going to lead me?
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on my confused mind, passions, questions, obsessions and the things i love
I feel weird when I wake up in the morning and I am all alone,even after all this time. I remember waking up next to someone every day. It felt nice, I felt that I had someone next to me, caring for me.
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America.
Feels the same, yet a bit different every time I come back.
There’s snow on the ground. Snow stays clean here for longer. The air is cool, fresh. It gets me to wake up from dreaming. It keeps me awake, stuck with my feet in the present.
It’s good to see friends. To feel missed and loved.
At the same time, I feel that my other life on the other continent is just a misty dream. It used to pain me; now it numbs me. And then I go out and I realize this is my life now and I’d better enjoy it.
