Friday, March 9, 2012

Past

I don't want to look into my past... because I don't find anything there. I oculdn't even remember the two boys who were in the same pic with me taken eleven years ago. Nor why I had not been in two class pictures. There is nothing good there... only thing that can be found is torment and suffering... and running away from life. Never knowing what will happen if you stop.

No one knows who I am, what did I do or when I started being visible for people.
With no past I can look only at present or to the future. Present is annoyingly diverse, where future is empty and spacious. There are choices too many to choose from in future. But in present I feel the best. Because there are no if's or when's there is only do or don't do.