Life is sometimes standing on a cliff, catching the wind, and letting my dreams speak to me with urgency and purpose.
Career:
Life is sometimes poised to move in surprising directions even as you sleep.
Dance Floor:
Life is sometimes empty of pain, full of liquor, and conscientiously moving to a melody that only the inner self can feel.
Road Trip, Reason Unknown:
Life is sometimes sitting in a car seat, moving not slowly, but in the other extreme, underneath the sunny blur, with the wind separating the strands of my hair. I sing alone and simply loud, windows down, doors shut. Those are the days I sometimes live for.
Foe
Life is sometimes a pawn, a seat, a well wish that fades over time and is later realized as fake. It forces to backtrack thoughts, re-evaluate relationships and conclude conclusions to be confronted by inner judgements alone, followed by sinple actions that close once beautiful chapters of life.
