I can’t get there from here but i am headed in a direction.

 

 

If i told you my story, I would no longer believe it myself.

 

It was a new day but it already seemed old.

 

I was in the flow until I started drifting.

I spoke my mind but it did not sound like me.

i am working very hard so that my life will be easier.

He was a great listener but he rarely understood a word i said.

I dreamed i was a character in a book that had not yet been edited.

 

My life is a riddle for which there is no one solution.

i think about the past but i do not necessarily remember it.