Tagasi reaalsusesse.

Kõlab küll labaselt, aga mul on hea meel, et me kohtusime, et sa mu ellu tulid. Kui ma rääkisin sinuga ja sa küsisid "miks?". See oli esimene kord, kui ma hakkasin mõtlema, mis on see põhjus. Kõik järgevad sündmused kinnitasid, et polegi põhjust, on hirm, süütunne ja kahjutunne.. asjad, mis ei peaks olema alus. Ja loogiliselt võttes, kui puudub alus, ei saa ka midagi väidetava vundamendi peal eksisteerida, kui siis ainult õhulossid, aga need ajab tuul ju laiali. Seega, nüüd olen ma jälle maa peal.

Am I worthy...

I do things my way. Sometimes it's enough and sometimes... it just has to be enough. No matter what choice I make, it's mine, mine alone. It does not matter, if it's the right one at the moment, 'cause in the end we always get something in return. It may not be the outcome we expected, it may be the least expected one, but at least it's something that we actually need, regardless of the fact, that we do not know it yet. Life has a funny way of leading us somewhere we never thought we would be. But I'm OK with that, there's only hope that life gives me something that I really need before I settle for something else, something unworthy, 'cause I wouldn't wait.