Life is an article

"Life was good, back in the days". Ever thought about how the only remains of the past is how you remember it? Life is an article, my friend; it's up to you to make yesterday epic.

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I live life hard. I love intensity, high speed and passionate romance. I'm a crooner, writer, poet, actor, snowboarder, singer and dancer, who trusts too much and falls in love too easily. I'm also a total nerd who can spend three days in a row playing computer games.

Sunday, December 14, 2008

me tonight - someone else tomorrow

(Warning: Another drunken posting)
I should stress down. I should get to sleep, forget what's happened and let myself wake up to new circumstances on a new day. I know I'll feel good about it when I get up.

What makes a person different from one day to another? The amount of adrenaline, hormons or alcohol in your bloood? Everyone goes crazy from time to time, just because their buttons have been triggered. If someone pushes the right buttons at the wrong time, a person might go from being the luckiest guy in the world to feeling like he has been shot through the heart, as well as his brains and like all his logical reasoning has been pushed off a very steep slope and tumbled down the sharpest rocks possible.
With experience and an open attitude people can learn to see when they are out of their minds, thinking illogical or just being plain stupid. But even if they understand that their situation is fucked up and their thinking is bent beyond recognition, it's not always that they feel like they can do something about it. So what does one do, when one's heart is broken, the brain won't respond and the body feels nothing but numb? Eat. Go to sleep. Hope that things will be better when you wake up. Most likely you'll be fresh and you might even be able to laugh at your silly way of thinking the night before.
But what happens if you're stuck in that silly way of thinking or just refuse to go to sleep? Sometimes it might even feel easier to just stay inside your head, turning your friends into enemies and turning love into hate. Why sort things out when it's easier to just let them lie around and turn into dust? Well, there's a long way in between. For one thing, there's the moldy part. It stinks. It'll make you sad. It'll make you think things are worse than they are, because you refuse to deal with them. It could even make you sick of life.
An advice: Eat, sleep, think, and then act. Never forget those who love you and that you never chose them. They chose you.

Cheerio.