I am NOT a successful woman!

I will use blogger as a whisper app:

He wants me to wait gently at home while he is meeting his girl friend who has a crush on him! Tickle me please, because I would like to laugh!

What comes around goes around. That's life.

Loosing faith

She has lost faith in humanity. A kid who has nothing else to lose.
She is not the only one.

Scars for life, life of scars. Touching death. Loosing faith.

The eyes have spoken. No word is left. Sealed mouth and a hard-to-silence heart.

No one is spared. Kids as much as adults.

All loosing faith in humanity.

Humans loosing faith in themselves.

They have left nothing. Only the sound of chaos in a life filled with regret and pain.

The sound of chaos, that melody that plays forever.

Childhood has left. And age does not matter anymore.

Pain is no longer a feeling. It became material, touchable.

And all is left is passion...

And a prayer.

A prayer to go along with that sound of chaos.

"Close your eyes, fall in love, stay there" - Rumi

Dreams back on track?

Check.

Feeling loved?

Check.

Feeling happy and hopeful?

Check and check.

Can I ask for more?

Of course. Our primary mission in this life is to perpetually seek perfection.

Do I want to ask for more?

No. Lately, it has been an absolute blast. I finally started feeling that I am part of that sooo special world of yours.

The enemies that will share a roof

She will always bother me and I will never be comfortable with it.

That is the truth.

And it was such a pleasure to meet with him on Thursday.

Because I saw that what I am asking for is the norm, it is not the impossible nor the dream.

Because I realized that I am not asking for the moon.

And because, today, I realized that no matter how many tears have been spilled

No matter how many people agreed to my view or not.

It will not change you, it will not change me, and it will not change who we are and what we ask for.

Us against the world... Maybe, but it is now us against ourselves and us against each other.

How sad.

We can be much more...

Rush!

This thought occurred to me while watching the football match (barcalona / atletico madrid)... Just after Neymar scored...

So this is what I thought: do you know why I loved that roulette game so much? Besides that impressive rush that I felt while winning... I liked the fact that someone enjoyed my company for the whole game. Enjoying my presence and not feeling ashamed to be around all the time. It's pleasing. 

Rush of winning, rush of living!