So If I should sit down now and tell you all what's been going on in the past month? A rush of blood to the head would be the best way to describe things! I've seriously not managed to get to grips with the fact that I've moved house, taken on a 6 month position, changed my life's course again! I'm so happy to have done it though! I now have day to day satisfactions, I need to get this degree out of the way but a step at a time! Now all I'thinking is... MESS! hehe no not really.. but do you know what I mean if I tell you that I'm used to having orderly thoughts. Although I'm not an organised person, my head is disorganised! It used to be like an archive, now.... hmmm new feelings, new experiences, new questions, new reflections.... Requests from life of greater flexibility and introspectivity from my part...Now...I'm also a year older! What is age seriously? Should I continue listening to my granmothers' wisdom who like any other person who loves life, who enjoys the beauty of company, considers age as merely a number? I do too, but sometimes I wonder... when weird looks come your way when you seem to be out of place, too old for a certain context... Why are people so used to having things as they are used to them? Why is different look down at so many times? So one doesn't fit into your predetermined categories, and so you decide to pass judgement? I'm living it on my skin... but you know what I say? I'm sorry for them...
Because I'm happy not being normal
I'm happy living my life how I want to live it!
I'm responsible for my decisions and their conseguences!
And if I live in a dream-like bubble for only a short while then OH well! Tough luck to me...
For now... my dreams are reality... and I'll float in the bubble till it bursts, because my bubble unlike what people think, floats high, but doesnt escape gravity ...
