because the next step needs to be thought of, preparations must be made, plans will have to be laid.
and yet, in everything, i have to live in the here and now,
and live through it with my suitcase of yesterday past.

but while everything is shaped and formulated in such words that seem to represent a path - a linear movement of the past, present and future- i have to say that what it feels like is more like a checkered landscape, an open horizon and something that looks like vivid salvador dali colours.

i think what i'm trying to say through my mental landscape is that i have the notion of being suddenly very small. and for some reason, alone.

Dear God, i do think about you. I wish my life reflected that too.