Misty

A life without dreams is a tragic waste of happiness unrealized. One can not fully appreciate the real until setting one foot into the surreal.

So what if my dreams never come true? I truly believe that craving for what my never come does my soul more good than  settling once and for all with the realities of life would.

The truth is that serious people scare me. They judge too easily, without a second thought and remorselessly and such self-assurance is frightening.   

"Gone girl" OST

Trent Reznor did it again!
I just listened to some tracks from "Gone girl"-and I absolutelly love it. Once a NIN fan-always a NIN fan. Yes, I still take personally everything NIN-related and that's why I am nothing but happy to know TR is still that super talented man I have such a great respect for. Hats off to you, mister!

First Listen: Trent Reznor & Atticus Ross, 'Gone Girl (Motion Picture Soundtrack)'

Motivational

The morning is dark and cold and rainy and depressing and...ah, what do I care-IT'S FRIDAY!

In a drifting kind of mood

Today I feel like going with the flow. I hope it takes me to some nice places.

33333

This morning I couldn’t help noticing my current Blogger statistics: 33333 pageviews.  

Mismatch

Can someone explain this to me? Why is it that wonderful, smart, self-made, successful women end up paired with men who are not only out of their spouses' league, not only fail to appreciate how lucky they are to have been chosen by these women as their partners but on top of that behave with the undoubted belief that they are the best thing that can happen to a woman. I've witnessed that phenomenon so many times that from simply bizarre it has become scary. The only question that really puzzles me here is: why do these women stick with these men? Low self-esteem? Distorted self-consciousness? Complete lack of self-respect? Why being in a dysfunctional relationship just for the sake of being in one matters so much as to put up with it? Sure, I'm not an expert in relationships but the way I see it neither are these women.

Daydreaming

I'm taken by this rare and amazing feeling that today is going to be a magical day; as if there's such a thing as destiny. Stupid, I know. Nothing in life is meant to be, life just is. But it feels fantastic to take a break now and then from the real world and indulge in the fantasy that it has become better overnight.

The best gift

It was my name day yesterday. And it was lovely! Lots of congratulations and gifts came my way during the day (some were a surprise which only made them even more delightful). However, the best was yet to come. The girl I consider my best friend made it evident beyond doubt that she too thinks of me as of her best friend. Other people’s approval is important for everyone but luckily I no longer need to be everybody’s cup of tea in order to feel good about myself. I never thought I would quote Jared Leto but now and then he says “How many people do you need to love you at the end of the day?” and I couldn’t agree more. To know that my best friend values our friendship the same way I do is the best gift I can think of.

Dreamers of the world-unite!

One of the best lyrics I’ve heard. Yes, the sword will always be mightier than words but it can never make one a better human. I need to believe that beauty will win. It's comforting to know I'm not the only one.

"Constellations"

Packing the last few shirts into a bloated suitcase
Last glimpse of comfort and the ticking clock face
I swear those hands move faster everyday
I'm more confused than ever but I don't beg or pray
'Cause the sparkling light from the morning sun
Is all we should need to feel one

I reach the station with just minutes to spare
Glance at my watch, time's going faster these days, I swear
Eyes focus up now to the train timetable board
There's only two platforms to be explored
And it's then that I admit it to myself
That I am lost, so lost, but you're the constellations that guide me

There's a train at twelve, destination "Disaster"
It's running on time as time runs faster
On platform two, it's destination "Sustainability"
It's delayed though, it was supposed to arrive at 11:50
Platform one, it says "Stand behind the yellow line"
(That I am lost, so lost, but you're the constellations)
But I sit on the platform edge and just gaze at the time
(That guide me)

My mind wanders back to our oblivious existence
I'm all choked up now with the threat of distance
As the train bound for "Disaster" chokes up to the station
I don't board it 'cause I decide that it's the wrong destination
But the train bound for "Sustainability" is nowhere to be seen
And I'm lost, so lost
Where are the constellations that guide me?

And then I realize that
We need to use our own two feet to walk these tracks
And we have to squad up and we have to watch each other's backs
With forgiveness as our torch, and imagination our sword
We'll untie the ropes of hate and slash open the minds of the bored
And we'll start a world so equal and free
Every inch of this Earth is yours, all the land and all the sea
Imagine no restrictions, but the climate and the weather
Then we can explore space together forever

Dim

I must find a way to stop feeling bad over other people’s wrong choices of conduct.

"What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger." I disagree. It makes you indifferent and insensitive and that is not the same as “strong”. I find the price too high to pay for one's own peace of mind.   

Outspoken

"You either: overcome fear and go onstage,
or:
you spend your entire life behind the curtains."

Sometimes Lavazza fortune slips just nail it.

Always by my side

When there’s nothing else to turn to music is always here to watch my back: