I really can't see where it ends
Clouds like bubbles in a sink touching my face
Makes me forget how to think '
Those Dancing Days- Run Run
as much as I love the crazy haze of the night, filled with smoke and sounds, I have to admit I am a real loner at times.
I can smoothly spend a whole weekend by myself, a pile of books and floods of coffee, then dancing around the room with a glass of wine or drowning in eccentric movie characters.
there is something amazing about backing out a little that I need like a flower needs the sun.
especially when travelling or strolling around the city sometimes I even pretend not seeing people so that I don't have to put away my book or turn off the music that's currently playing in order to do the regular chit-chat.
this might not be the most social behaviour but I found out that these moments are pure serenity and a source of recreation to me;
it almost holds some sort of ruminant character-
just walking and seeing where it takes me- never are my senses as open and perceptive, never does my mind run freer, which is all I need to be refreshed sometimes.
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