Life is like that, a sentence we all get rubbed in our face almost all the time. Sometimes I wounder if I can just lie down on a tree bridge, fall asleep, stare at commuting people and just breath…… Read More Life is like that…. Musing on life and my disappearance.
Stop this noises. Stop it please. Everyday starts with it and ends with it. The quite humming inside my mind doesn’t stop. Life is a chore, I can’t think no more. My mind is thumping and crying for rest. Daily there is this need to lie down and rest. Sometimes it feels like I should… Read More Life Is A Chore. Every Single Day. Every Singe Night.