I haven` t wrote a word here. Actually I haven`t wrote for a long time. I used to have my blog which no one would read, just like a diary..because I was sure no one would be interested I just pored my thoughts and passions. It was refreshing, but..dust just sat on it...life got in the way as some say. Maybe it is a god sign, considering that only in my blue waters I would turn to that page...on the other had..everything was left unsaid.
There are so many events unfolding themselves so quickly that there is no time...but then again what is time? The blame resides always in other corners tan you own, isn`t that convenient.
Maybe feelings just tune down a bit as you get older. No, not even I believe that. They just get to be a bit more ordinary, but even so nothing is like the other, no event feels like the other. I guess, you learn to shift the gears in a way that the machine doesn`t feel it and therefore the whole is not moved during shifting. Although, sometimes you stumble and would want to just take a moment and review, some unknown force kicks in and you hurry. Step on it and just flow it further..and then wait..wasn`t it a car..how is it now a boat?
Changes come unexpected and unattended. Surprises are always on their way.
We should give a chance to thoughts...remind us their meaning..relive their intensity.