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Things tend to be hard certain times in a lifetime. These situations, at least from what i know, last only for a little time in one´s life: good times show up more than bad times. I dont exactly know the reason, or if i´m the only person that sees it this way. Of course by bad times i mean fights, ilnesses, unnemployment, and not a flu, and by good times i mean the lack of bad times.

I disagree with people that say without the sour, the sweet wouldn´t be as good. I wish my life was a big mountain of sugar, i wouldn´t mind at all. I wish i was a boat that floated in a flat sea, of course on an endless sunny day. Being the sugar so expensive, we have to combine it with sour stuff. Some people make mistakes in the combination.

my tears dry on their own.

What a pitty. The lady could sing and really sang. A little tipsy in the end, but still with loads of skills. Still remember the first time i listened to her. She doesn´t know but she lightened my morning. I was on my way to school and musically i became a better person. Even school was good that day. Also listened to lily allen for the first time that day, but she turned out to be just 'cool' compared to amy. Maybe something was wrong inside her head. Mamma always said to keep away from drugs. She should have listened.

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I blame capitalism for this now-and-then feeling i get, when only the thought of buying something seems to put you back in track. I tend to feel this less and less over the years, but when it comes, it annoys in the most disturbing way. Nothing seems to please you, even the thing that made you laugh minutes ago. It´s an urge that doesn´t seem to leave your surroundings. It´s an insect with an engine. This is where i´ve written 'seem' and similars the most.

lust

Trying to bring back old habits to life. Now everything above waist hurts, but i reckon that´s a good thing. Going back to the gym now, having in mind painful days are ahead. It´s for a good cause. At least for my own ego. It lusts for a better image and a better fit. It´s understandable; now i have different goals, but all the experiences behind me go against me. It´s a man-brain fight. Men are never expected to win.

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It´s been a month (and a week). The outcome is wonderful. Compared to broken flowers, dirty floors and 'lost' money, the joy brought is something we can´t measure. Just her presence lightens the day of all around her. It is exacltly what had been expected. And the expectations now are more than deserved. We were conquered.