I try to capture and build an emotional image.
...It's just because my heart is in the air again...
This was the evening. She returned her home. It was a long day, really long day.
But like yesterday and day before yesterday and ...
She put her youngest daughter in a bed, it's time for asleep. She spent a few minutes near with child's light breathing... The time stood still for a some moment... The time has been stopped by some magical way, yeah it became frozen for purely personal reasons.
Nobody can control it. All what we can do it's only feel it. We have a chance to feel it, feel this stopping of time.
The time has stuck in its own an importance ... just had started to slow down ... and had stopped finally. She knew, she knew that the time would try to get an revenge, and would raise rates someday. Always full circle is it. She feels it constantly, like a spiral of an reality. Everything moves reciprocally in the right direction, everyone, including herself, her children and her family, all her decisions... She knows it.
Yes, things are moving mutually to each other. And that guy who died under the wheels of the truck today ... also... Sometimes it's very hard task to understand sense in decisions of Universe.
She was very nervous being in a jam traffic that morning. Someday this city will suffocate in this crazy traffic... finally. Her indignation was dissolved when she saw the accident ... that broken motorbike and all that things.
All what was important before, it all became meaningless. Perhaps this guy was in a hurry somewhere, his dreams and hopes ... they lived in his mind.
We weaved by billions moments of our lives. Who knows which of them will dream us after...
When she looked in her eldest daughter's room, the girl was singing and listening music on headphones. There are books on the table, posters on walls ... a few arts that her daughter made ...
It's the sovereign state of her eldest daughter. Her little princess will grow up someday and will go away from her, all parents feel it.
This feeling is more difficult and hard when the parent is more selfish, it's constant correlation. She knows it and she is learning to let go.
And despite that fact here is free visa zone for her, she left her daughter in her singing's world.
Yes ... It was a long day.
She thought about anything in the living room with candles and a glass of wine.
The glass of red wine, the light, the silence, the heart beating ...feed my lambs...
Grem
...It's just because my heart is in the air again...
This was the evening. She returned her home. It was a long day, really long day.
But like yesterday and day before yesterday and ...
She put her youngest daughter in a bed, it's time for asleep. She spent a few minutes near with child's light breathing... The time stood still for a some moment... The time has been stopped by some magical way, yeah it became frozen for purely personal reasons.
Nobody can control it. All what we can do it's only feel it. We have a chance to feel it, feel this stopping of time.
The time has stuck in its own an importance ... just had started to slow down ... and had stopped finally. She knew, she knew that the time would try to get an revenge, and would raise rates someday. Always full circle is it. She feels it constantly, like a spiral of an reality. Everything moves reciprocally in the right direction, everyone, including herself, her children and her family, all her decisions... She knows it.
Yes, things are moving mutually to each other. And that guy who died under the wheels of the truck today ... also... Sometimes it's very hard task to understand sense in decisions of Universe.
She was very nervous being in a jam traffic that morning. Someday this city will suffocate in this crazy traffic... finally. Her indignation was dissolved when she saw the accident ... that broken motorbike and all that things.
All what was important before, it all became meaningless. Perhaps this guy was in a hurry somewhere, his dreams and hopes ... they lived in his mind.
We weaved by billions moments of our lives. Who knows which of them will dream us after...
When she looked in her eldest daughter's room, the girl was singing and listening music on headphones. There are books on the table, posters on walls ... a few arts that her daughter made ...
It's the sovereign state of her eldest daughter. Her little princess will grow up someday and will go away from her, all parents feel it.
This feeling is more difficult and hard when the parent is more selfish, it's constant correlation. She knows it and she is learning to let go.
And despite that fact here is free visa zone for her, she left her daughter in her singing's world.
Yes ... It was a long day.
She thought about anything in the living room with candles and a glass of wine.
The glass of red wine, the light, the silence, the heart beating ...feed my lambs...
Grem
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