There are times when every other word comes harder. When the world tends to challenge us, test us, try us, take us back from safe walls of our imagination. This is the moment one needs a direction. Once you have it, you can push, pull, jump or dodge to keep yourself on the right way. Once you do not, it is like chasing the butterflies blidfolded. Time to time you see a ray of light, it attracts you and you stumble forward to get it. Sometimes it runs away, but there are moments you are lucky enough to get it. Than you put your cover away and look at it. It might be nice or dull, you might feel happy or sad, but no matter what is that you feel, it just takes a while. Once the primary reaction is gone, you find yourself blindfolded again and wandering around. Seeing random rays of light is like playing a video game. Sometimes it is a fun, but in the end, you cannot feel any meaning.
All you need is to watch closely what is life all about…keep close to see the smallest wrinkle on the face of every day…and wait until comes a light that strikes you hard. A light, that makes you remember what you wanted to do when you were a child, what you alwas wanted to see and what lights a fire in your chest, or anywhere else, when you just starting to think about. This is what you have to do, or at least try… just say fuck off to anything and anyone standing in your way, because it is the only chance, how to get your fucking life back.