you wake up one lousy day and you find yourself broken. the pieces are all over but you can't see the whole pictures anymore. the last few months i felt so empty that the thought of killing myself made no difference.
i was a moving curse, a lost cause because i couldn't see the bright tomorrow. my world was not meant to be sick sad and depressed but surprising, unexpected and vivid.
i gave in to the charms of depression i let down myself many times. fell to the floor asking a reason for my misery but could not see the whole picture.
i had stopped my dreaming without thinking that my rambling was the biggest part of my personality. i moved through europe always feeling like a stranger even in my own house . i was seeking for reasons for not being happy while the "I" was absent.
finally i found something that put he smile back to my face.
my fellow dreamers.
ps: this post is dedicated to my friends as well as everything i did so far in my life.
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