This blog is a mess, the other also.
At first glance it is clear the downgrade and the last post written in an oasis in solitude
What? the interior.
is a disaster, so many half-finished post in "draft", with so long that it is better to remove them at once. It's a disaster as sometimes I think life, surviving while revealing the essence connect to live. And the reason for abandonment may be so, weather, fatigue, lack of issues, anger channeled to this area, the lack ... many and sometimes I think they are all just an excuse for not verbalize. And so stay, asleep, sleeping like a cocoon waiting to flourish in life. Waiting, not only waiting, but hope accumulating day. Overnight
spring days waiting, waiting for rebirth full of bright colors that can fill every corner.
So I'm waiting for my own spring, my own revelation.
And today I'm just waiting like a chrysalis more rebirth.
(the picture from google, and I do not remember where)
