Aug 21, 2018
Usually the vision is different. It’s more like - usually I have no idea what is it gonna be like - how is it gonna look like? Who knows. It’s a surprise. I’m the person of ‘the moment’. At first - the vision was different. I was in a good mood. I felt it in my bones. Then suddenly I was in the middle (of drawing) - when the pain arrived. I have no reason to feel that way, I have no reason to write these words today. Again. I’ve listened to myself. It’s a destructive power. And yet it’s not about me, because I’m someone else again.
Like I can always continue, I can stop at certain time.
I’m. What. Am I? I’ll always be nothing and everything at the same time. I’m the time. Like she wrote, like she said - I’m just another time being.
