nuit

sometimes random thoughts make it to paper




My past is my future. Some people are destined by their choices, some by chance. And I am one of those whose future was written in my childhood and dreams. I look at all the choices I could have made and they always lead to the same place.
Some people have crisis of identity and have need to find themselves. For me, never was there such a thing, only the opposite. An acceptance of who I am. It feels as though as I get older the more I become myself. The souls of my past away family inside myself melding it's way into my psyche. I am me, but also the voice of past life and generation that will never be again. My destiny carved by DNA of ancestors and life experience.

This is not a good time for drifters and dreamers. We are lost in this world. We function as we have to, but our hearts alway yearn for more. The world of dreamers is filled with the regular mundane nuisances of the real world; like bills, bad hair days and waking up early for work.