Stories of people and awkward situations flow into my head. Stories of people with huge gaps and unfullfilled dreams and desires. Stories of most of the people that surround us everyday and we never really have a clue of whats going on in their minds.
There are people who have an obscene drive and are "doers". There are people who, spontaneously, create a party only with their own existence and who seem that they have swallowed the "lifelong happy pill". There are some others that just exist and co-exist with the rest peacefully and there are those who are scared of their own shadow and never make a step forward, in any end of their lives, before they carefully planed each step after have procrastinated for ages!
Our lives, characters and personalities are shaped up by those stories. Stories of leaders, stories of party animals, stories of bores and stories of calculative beasts. There are times when you think everything that surrounds you is so superficial-to an un bearable point-and there are times when you're missing out on so much non-shallow/superfcial and you ask yourself: "Where the hell have I been??". When you want to swallow life, experiences, sounds, smells, tastes, images, nothing can stop you. But when you hate your own reflection in the mirror, it seems as if time has stopped and your stuck between a timeless zone and your half self...
TO BE CONTINUED...
