De ce iubim desteptatoarele

Miros dulceag de somn adanc si intrerupt
Ale tale pleoape lenese emana.

Sub ele, ochii joaca un dans nebun si moale
Intre visare, incertitudine si desteptare.

Mana ta mare se strange intr-o incordare surda
Si stoarce o ultima farama de somn.

Incet, vad cum de sub gene iti fuge visul,
inciudat, ca sa omoare ceasul desteptator .

 

Random thoughts

We are children of choice and toys of faith.

Our entire life is a continuous struggle.With ourselves, with the others and with God himself, if necessary.( even though is a senseless battle)

We can't face the unknown, the mystery but we ache for it every second of our life.

A book can change the perspective of life, can put a spell on you and determine you to look for those fairytale ingredients which are missing from your life.

My heart beats sometimes in three places at the same time: one in the chest, another one in my throat and the last one in the midle of my brain.

The eyes of every person I meet tell me a short story.

Bread tastes different after a day when you haven't eaten anything.

Is always wrong to let the resolution of a problem for the last day, because the solution found on the homestretch is either wrong or shallow.

I sometimes feel that another persons lives inside my head.

I'm still in the pursuit of happiness.

,,Music on, world off.''

Ma rascoleste, ma intoarce pe dos, ma ridica, ma coboara, imi lasa impresia ca ma intelege si reuseste sa puna in cuvinte ce mie imi scapa si da ture prin capul meu.A reusit chiar sa ma ''ajute'' sa eliberez afurisitele alea de lacrimi care stateau sa curga, dar se incapatanau sa n-o faca.Si mi-a mangaiat timpanele timp de 2 zile non-stop, apoi, de 2 saptamani, se multumeste sa stea pe repeat....

Goo Goo Dolls- Iris
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B8UeeIAJ0a0