The door is open. At least that's what they all say.

Today I'm listening to Headlights by Dispatch

Everything stands still. Dull noices. I can't hear anything besides my heartbeat. That's the moment when I realise that there is some reason for all of this. I just haven't found it yet. Might be tough time, relationship problems or just all problems connected into something more and more serious. I would like everything to be so simple, so easy as it was at the beggining. Now I'm drowning in my thoughts and I can,t find the way to be back on the shore. I thought I needed heli but I guess there is nothing and nobody that can help me. I have to help myself. After all "the door is open" so the only thing I've got to do is to come on inside.