Hung in the air between the old and the wanted.

But wanted seems to be already someone's, 

not mine.

There's nothing that's truely mine

And I get lost

Because I want some comfort,

I need that rock to catch all the punches I have.

But it doesn't exist.

I keep dreaming that one day it will

and all the hallucinations will go away

just like the old feelings did

And I wonder...

Today I'm listening to: "death bed (coffee for your head) by Powfu ft. beabadoobee

How to find the source when so many things are around and you just can't choose which ones are important and which ones are simply not? Is it possible to get a complete clarity? And if the answer is "yes" then another question is "how"? Will the questions ever come to an end or will we endlessly look for something that might not even exist? And I wonder...

in the right time

Today I'm listening to: "Girls Go Wild" by LP

Here's the thing: there are some people that show up in our lives in the right moment and in the right time. That's all there is. I believe it's all ment to be. That there was no other way in the process. Sometimes I tend to confuse the meanings of these situations. I tend to get attached to the people, places and situations that are fleeting. One may ask: why is that? The answer is not all that simple. I believe it might be the need to fit in. That if something makes me happy why can't it stay forever this way? But the truth is these situations and people are so meaningful because the happen to be in the right place and time. That their presence is trying to show me that hope is so important. Would this all be so meaningful if it was forever? If we could just take it for granted? I don't think so. Let's appreciate our past for what it was. The lessons we learned, the air we breathed in. It all has an impact on what we are now. Let's not expect that it all was given to us forever. Our forever is now, everyday we have a new forever. Hope is what truely saves us.