Windows reflecting her image distorted of how she feels she is,
as memories come to her mind suddenly.
This walk was a never-ending roller-coaster
who was she without that mask?
….the best actress is not the authentic but the ticket seller
what do you do when you dont know what to do but still have to do it?
unclear is the surface of the tangible ground when mostly what you see is just part of the script.
Uncertain of directions perceiving a void when the known is far away and there’s no wall to lay on.
What if heart chooses, and mind is in disagreement?
Excuse me Sir, where is this life’s manual?
I dont want to go against the law
but … what if it makes me happy not to please anyone else?
This sadness is brought by the uncertainty of path
the rate race of dreams that walk without direction….
How can we feel fulfilled
How can we fly up high and feel alive?
How can we feel purposed even when nobody else sees that in us?
she feels alone
she feels non understood
where can she go….?
Why are we pleasing the rest?
Did it ever happen to you to wake up one day and realize you’ve been living someone else’s life? …not even knowing who you are or where you want to go…
It’s so easy to please the rest
We can give the right answer at the right place and time but late at night when you go to sleep , who are you
You are still this profound, adventurous, misterious, humble human being, full of life, who is maybe afraid to be yourself but trained to please and belong
What are we here for?
Are we supposed to feel alive everyday squeezing each moment as the last one?
Why is it so difficult sometimes?
What inspires you?
What makes you vibrate?
What gives you goose bumps?
What makes you smile?
Are we on the right way and path or used to do what we have to do?
Thinking aloud on a Friday morning