My darling readers:
I’ll be away for a week or so… need to chill my mind… will come back soon with more fresh stuff to share… thanking you again for listening to me by reading this blog…
Much love and big smiles to each and everyone of you…
Always,
Shadan
The best part of my vacation so far: Drinking almost a gallon of caffeine everyday; Eating tons of croissants; Visiting the exhibitions and galleries… And this will be going on until I leave the city next week…
To Be Continued…
S
“People often say that this or that person has not yet found himself. But the self is not something one finds; it is something one creates.”
When: Few days ago
Where: On the train
Weather: Humid
I was reading the paper… People are dying every single day… The innocent people… I’m used to the war… It’s all about the bloody war since I was only three years old… I’m fed up… It’s so not fair… I was reading the same old shit only until I got distracted by this handsome guy (handsome indeed) who got in… I was like holy Jesus, the weather isn’t the only thing that’s hot – look at YOU!!! He was reading the same paper on his wheelchair… Yes, he was handicapped…
I got out of the train after few stops, hearing people complaining about the humidity, passing by him and thinking how cruel the world can be… Shame… Shame…
S
“Both the revolutionary and the creative individual are perpetual juveniles. The revolutionary does not grow up because he cannot grow, while the creative individual cannot grow up because he keeps growing.”
