Everything is so wrong. I know it is hard to understand why crazy people like me keep saying this kind of stuff repeatedly. I mean: “why does he always complain about things instead of trying to change?”.
Well, trying to change is not the question here, because life makes us move ourselves in the search of answers. We are not stopped. We are in motion.
But everytime I look around I get an awkward feeling which reinforces to me that the world is collapsing and no one is able nor wants to comprehend the situation the way it should be.
I suffer from a type of psychic terrorism which is nefarious and I suffer from it alone in the dark. It is too much... Too often. How I wish I had someone who could help me to get along with it.
I get up in the morning, prepare myself to play the many roles human dimension forces me to and I take a deep breath. Nothing is ok at all. But folks like me just cannot stay paralyzed in fears.
I want to sleep and I want to cry. I long to run away and I do not long to say the obvious.
However it is #Friday and I shall endure. Soon enough I will be able to rest a little. Perseverence.
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Texto e foto por Dan DellaMorta
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