Light blue sea, white sand, waves, a breeze what is rumpling with my hair.
You are sitting on edge, underneath is a sea where you can see sand what is revealed between two waves. You are reading seconds when the sand is covered a wave. You are closing your eyes, hoping that this time you won’t land to the bottom of sea. Hoping that this time you succeed and wave will carry you to the shore.
What is hope anyways? What am I doing to make my beliefs in a positive outcome related to events and circumstances in my life to happen? I am reading some f*cking seconds, waiting for the right time to jump into the wave? Pretty smart, but I am sorry, I don’t care. I still have to jump on the first opportunity that I get and fall into the bottom. Again and again and again.
Every time when you fall into the bottom then there is only one way out – get back on that edge over the waves, not to the shore. So I am sitting there, feet are hanging over the edge, sea murmur and I have to move myself about half of meters before I land…Where, I do not know.
Probably every person has thought, time-from-time, that what if…Why it is so hard to regret? Why I do not want to learn from my mistakes? I prefer to do them again and again. Do you learn from your mistakes? Why do you do that? If we all learn from our mistakes we would live in a perfect world, but that is very ugly world. Have you ever seen movie Equilibrium? Perfect world is a world where are no emotions. I would rather fall to the bottom of the wave, on the sand rather not falling at all. Mistakes are things what are making me and you special.
I cannot tell you what to do. I know what I am doing and will do in the future. I jump and will not stop jumping before I am getting on the shore or till I am broken to pieces.
You never know, maybe someday even I can fly before the water hits me.
