I live one day at a time. Taking long walks, thinking, waiting, sometimes dreaming, sometimes dreading the future. I watch the innocence of one girl, the hope of a man, the sadness of a woman and...there is also a lost boy. Maybe one of Peter Pans' lost boys that battles the pirates every chance he gets.
I watch the people, the streets, the houses, the life that happens everyday. I am suposed to be living my life but it feels like i am waiting for it to happen. Not a proactive attitude or a young defying view of the world.
All the idealistic images with sayings about life that make you question whether you are living you're life correctly. Why are we forced to correctly live and enjoy life? Why not just apreciate the clouds in the sky.