I sometimes resemble “perfection” to mediocrity. The reason why I do that is because everyone is referring to the “average” terms when taking something into consideration. Perhaps it’s true: average is the closest to normality – and normality furthermore is closer to perfection.
Sometimes, when it rains, I imagine the clouds crying for a hug. So I dance…Then the rainbow remembers to bow to the rain and clouds suddenly feel lighter.
The Internet works because nobody is reading "Terms and conditions" on any website... except for me, ov' cors' - who else can have this much spare time and paranoia alltogether?
Playing “hide and seek” with an estranged humanity
An inside job called “Happiness”
I’m not good at telling my story with words. So I’ve decided to listen.
One day, I am going to make a t-shirt with “Life” written on it and I’m going to share lemons to random people. I’d love to see their reactions and write about that.
spreading.. and spreading... and spreading faster than any disease
I live in a world where creativity is damned – like a plague that children need to get vaccines against. I confess I have refused to get that sort of vaccine.