I've always been in search for something. It's always been my nature to seek. Even when I'm only taking a walk, or washing the dishes, or shopping for groceries. And because of this I've always been looking past my immediate surroundings. I could never except that a tree truck struck by lightning, or broken glass among the streets, or a old cigaret butt lying on the cold sidewalk is was just things that need to be forgotten, to not have any meaning, to not need to be existing anymore. The moment I started to realize I was wrong, was the moment I believe I started to lose myself.
July 1, 2016