Carolina: a fabulous mess...

Because life is never perfect… and it's fine.

Wednesday, November 30, 2005

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Is not that don’t believe in it. Is not that I don’t think that a lot of the things that happen, are somehow previously arranged to happen like that. Just like the “treasure hunting” game, full of hidden clues. Days, months, full of threaded facts waiting to happen, when the distance, the time, the attention are right. Is unavoidable, but you can dig your own grave or the other way around. It all depends on your will, on your mood. It is easy to blame others and keep going in circles, as cutting diamonds with a rubber knife.
So, lets say that I have stopped doing it. Lets think that the first step trying to break a bad habit... is facing it. The thing is.. that even when I have a very good attitude towards things (completely dyed with my black jokes also), it has been easier to play the victim.
So, if the lifelines have already been drawn, isn’t it better to draw a brand new design?
So from this very moment I leave my rubber knife and take up again my paintbrush.

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