gravity pulls so many men down.

The rumour says Karma's dead, but it's not. With the broken camera and not even one booked plane/train/bus ticket I felt like there's not much to say. Plus, lately I've been somewhat confused and busy thinking about so-called real-life-problems. When I was a kid, I had a perfect idea of the 25th year-old version of myself. Everybody would tell me how education will make my life better and easier. How everything is gonna be just amazing when I would be an adult. Well. Graduation makes me think. Re-think. Over-analyse. Being on the verge of finishing my studies and just before my twenty-fifth birthday, I figured out I am nothing like that person I thought I would be. That things are not as easy as they were supposed to be. All the plans that I made, just turned out not to work. I feel like I got stuck with pretty much everything. I sound like Capitain Obvious, but this is the kind of a discovery you have to make for your own in order to grow up and mature. So my mood is somewhere between this and that, which clearly means pretty depressive.

I do not know if things happen for a reason. Who knows, maybe that is for the best, that is exactly as it should be. I just feel like life is all about learning to accept the fact that you are loosing things you care the most about.

On the bright side, I had an incredibly awesome reunion this weekend with some good people around, who came from really-far-away. And K. came with her father's Zenith and I snapped almost one whole roll so if that thing worked, there might be some pictures finally soon. Aaaand my Zenith's going to have the heart surgery, which should bring him back to life.


For now, I just want to fly somewhere far away.