after another (again, again) white night, after giving bibi her favourite food, while making a slice of butterbread, i couldn't help thinking, since the last sad event, about changes in our life. and i'm scared to admit that sooner or later our most important things and people in our daily life will go away or take a break, in a way or another. i am the first to hate it, i am the first who would give anything to make it different. it's not the change that i'm afrade of, it's probably... the pain that will come after, it's about why does it have to change, if everything is going well the way it is, why does this rule exist?
probably i'm already sounding like talking stupid or corny stuff, no, i'm not the one being smart and hot and unable to touch and see and writing about it in a sparkling way, but why life slams you in front of situations in which you have to sort of erase the bad and start again "empty handed"in 3-4 days, almost like nothing ever happened? i know, you learn from experience, but does it always have to cost the things or people you love and your feelings?
really, life should come with an instructions manual.