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yes, why? I wonder ...
Shuffle.
En av världens kanske coolaste personer skriver en film med en person i som heter samma som jag! Åh, jag dör vad coolt.
andreasohman:
[...] För just nu är jag någon helt annanstans själsligt och mina tankar på andra sidan balkongdörrarna. Ironiskt nog känner jag mig precis som Kristin i filmen som jag nu skriver om för 6e gången. Jag vill inte skriva. Jag vill bara fly. [...]
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“There are, it has been said, two types of people in the world. There are those who, when presented with a glass that is exactly half full, say: this glass is half full. And then there are those who say: this glass is half empty. The world belongs, however, to those who can look at the glass and say: What’s up with this glass? Excuse me? Excuse me? This is my glass? I don’t think so. My glass was full! And it was a bigger glass! Who’s been pinching my beer? And at the other end of the bar the world is full of the other type of person, who has a broken glass, or a glass that has been carelessly knocked over (usually by one of the people calling for a larger glass) or who had no glass at all, because he was at the back of the crowd and had failed to catch the barman’s eye.”
Terry Pratchett (via suzywire)
Personally, I firmly believe that the glass is always full. Not half full, but completely full: Half water, half air. Air is also something, which I prefer to fill my lungs with, in deep breaths. And when my lungs are full like that, with sparkling bubbly happiness and serenity, anything can happen and I can do anything.
Not all of us have the possibility to choose what's in our glass. But I am one of the richest people in the world (if you are healthy, are able to read this, have slept in a bed of your own and have eaten today, you are too). That means that I can choose what to fill my glass with.
Half water, half air. My glass is always full.
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