Officially, with 30 degrees in the air, summer is here … usually I was supposed to be at the seaside welcoming it with a beer in my hand and a cigarette in the other. I’ve quit smoking years ago but standing on that hot sand, drinking beer … and not having a smoke … it’s not a life, not an option :)) … not for me.
This year I’ve stayed home … sober 😛
First year.
I’ll be damned if I’ll repeat this story again 😀 .
jurnal life, me, momente, silly.stuff, talking nonsense, thoughts 9:57 pm
Recently I’ve found a website, a sort of a blog called “at first sight” … one of my friends gave it a like on Facebook.
Reading the articles I’ve discovered that there are the thoughts of hundreds of people, people writing about what they saw, what made their day …like a moment in time … a cute guy/girl at the subway on the way to work, a colleague, an ex, a glimpse and so on …
It’s a nice concept and a good idea of the owner of the blog. This makes you think that fairy-tales aren’t only in the movies you see or in cartoons … but also in real life.
I’m wondering, what are the odds that the one you are addressing your thoughts too is reading them? And if he or she does this, do they tell?
Most probably small to nonexistent 😀 is saying the skeptic in me…
It’s strange that nowadays it’s very hard to approach someone on the street without feeling odd, without wondering if the person in front of you isn’t bothered by your actions. Often you just look and walk by: P.
My guess is that technology did that to us and of course ourselves with a destructive attitude.
“Yeah I’m talking nonsense now … but I had a wonderful and relaxing day and now drinking a very late coffee I find myself in a chatty mood”
I’m still reading the blog and with all the skepticism in me… I’m smiling, nostalgic … such a nice concept, such a nice thing to do …
In fact I’m thinking if I should send an email too :)) …. But no, nothing caught my eye lately.
“I shouldn’t be drinking coffee at this hour … but I can’t help it, since morning I woke up with a craving for coffee and its smell … mixed with all the sun and flowers”
Ha! Remembered … flowers yes, daffodils!!! Something caught my eye. Yesterday I saw a guy with flowers … I don’t remember his face, frankly I looked only at the flowers in his hand … I was simply mesmerized for three metro stations.
jurnal aberatii.personale, franturi, momente, sad 8:56 pm
How come every time I feel down, I come up here? Why does it look like weakness to reveal your soul and thoughts in front of other people? Why must we hide every sad face in privacy of our home … or in this case … virtual space where no one knows who you are or look like … and how you are day by day?
I don’t write much these days and … well not with a topic. I just lay down bits and pieces of particular moments.
I discovered that writing helps :P. You just get it out of your system and move freshly towards a new day. No one has to know or look at you like u’re a freak, or feel sorry or even laugh behind you.
I said before that expectations and reality don’t mix … this goes also with people. They never show their good side … only if they get something in return …
Lost in time 