18 Aug 2013

°30 seconds to Mars°

Where did you go?.. Where did you go?..
Crash. Crash.

They say that in order to tidy your mind, you need to tidy your room. And that is what I did.
I have been contemplating a few things recently, some of them started being too hard to juggle and I needed.. something. A break, a change, a runaway. Something. I needed to take something off my hands or I would have cracked. And a break did not help.

If anything, it made it worse.

And so I did. A few thoughts have been stirring in my head for the last few weeks, not surprisingly jumping from one conclusion to another without a strong sense of what I could make the best of it. So I went for the tidying my room. To those who know me at least a little knows - this is a pain in soft spot. Yet, if I did it, it must have been the edge.

Oh, living on the edge.. Remember?
[No, not you]

I made a decision. Two, to be exact. I will keep my promise. And I will cut the cords. Done.


If walking a bit on a memory lane, just before I went to Paris for my mom's almost-surprise-birthday-advance-gift, I went to the concert. Roger Waters - The Wall. You know me, I am not old enough to be Pink Floyd kid, I never especially liked them as per say. I knew a few songs, I liked the way they sounded, but it was never `oh my God, to die for`. Yet, the concert was surprising. The show itself, the decorations, the actual wall that they built on the stage and the sounds were incredible. Time flew fastly fast and I did not get bored or tired. I actually enjoyed the whole thing.

Of course my enjoyment is not even a comparison with a person's whom I went to the concert with.
[Happy]

And after that I went to Paris. Just for a few days, just for my mom. I figured a few months ago that it's either now or never. And I don't want to get to the never part. So I settled for now. It's been three very busy days and one little easy one. Much walking, many sights, many things to see or to take picture of. My mom's been very excited and happy. So I guess you could call it a perfect trip.

There is nothing you would not do for your family.
It was a good idea.


Off Topic

I still remember you sometimes. No, not in that way. The way I see it now - it was a mistake. My mistake. Maybe yours. You let me believe and I believed. Such a pathetic fools we were. Are you still?

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