Skidamarink

I am thinking about my dreams. Now. Oh, yes, I have, Sir! There. They look like a collection of cotton in the pillow. They' are in the atmosphere now. Waiting for a meteor to come and hit. A meteor of what should I really need to do. Super quandary, I can tell. I had a chance, the perfect one. The dynamic of life, if I have the right to say, ruined them all.

But that chance never leaves me, because where there's a will there's a way, right? Not as perfect as before, but yes, I still have a chance, I guess. Sadly, the most painful consequence will absolutely follow. Should I let the chance go and wave goodbye to my dream to elude the endless pain?

I know, that's not the end. I can't believe I will say this although I do believe it: God has plans. Another chance will come like a parade of ants. I'm sure. The momentum, will never be the same, and.. I don't know. I should, again, trust that I'll get the best and stop trying, maybe?

Skidamarink a dink a dink. Skidamarink a doo.

Nonsense. Hah.


A brief update from me:

Yesterday, I had a date with my girlfriends.

Kinda miss a moment like that :))

And, oh! One of them will get married by the end of this year. Happy for you, dear!