-Ernest Hemingway
Daydreams
January 14, 2009I wish i could prolong this state of my mind where everything seems to go on my way. Everything is indefinite, no walls to lock in the occurences that erratically occupies my unconsciously conscious brain. Everything is possible as it seems to be. I’m loving the vivid images that swim sluggishly into my thoughts…thoughts of unimaginable luxury, the most beautiful places, and even moments i’m quite embarrassed to declare. Thoughts full of love, happiness, and contentment.
Only then that someone appeared annoyingly and distracted my only moments of unrealizable hopes.
I hate to think that these thoughts have to end…
And i gave up. I woke up to be brought back into veracity, of sometimes cruel world…






