One of the most exciting things in London could be the attitude. Today my friend and i were sat in a stone bench next to Soho, a very nice neighborhood here in London. There was a randomer sat alone looking to the sky. He asked us if we minded being on a photo he was going to take, and well… i would have said yes, but actually I replied no. He took it, we kept having lunch and, two seconds after, he told us well… you were not in the photo, we laugh, looked at each other and kept eating. As far as he returned to his original position like a chameleon changes its color, he firmly stood up and started again from the very beginning. As we finished our lunch… tried to went our way to the tube but the individual suddenly said; “well I pretended you both being in my photo but you are leaving”. After experiencing this weird and estrange situation, what should I think about attitude here? What do you make out of all this? - Randomers go...
If I ever get married, it'll be in a desert island, with no one there, there is only you & me. Well... at the beginning of our life we do not ask ourselves how we are going to end it up. We think neither about our future nor about love. But there is that point one reaches in life when everything needs an answer or, at least, there must be an answer. Everything seems to be either so platonic or romantic and we end up believing unbelievable things. That’s the mistake. The fact of falling in love easily could be extremely hurtful since love is a very difficult issue to be touched on. Most of the time single people regret being alone and a married couple would pay anything for being single. That’s called happiness. Anyone gives us rules about how to be happy. It just happens or not. There are no fixed rules in life but real facts and blank holes that need to be filled. There is that moment in which you can see your own p...
Quizás sea positivo el que estés en ausente ya que podrías estar pensando en una respuesta para darme. Quizás ni me tengas en tu mente y mis palabras sólo sean tres frases más que tengas que leer. Quizás aún sientas algo y tengas miedo a perder. No se me ocurren explicaciones para darte ni tampoco razones que contarte. Quizás estés en ausente y lo sigas durante el resto de mi vida. Sólo es la incertidumbre que creas en mí, que ni tú mismo sabes, esa manera de hipnotizarme el pensamiento y dejarme sin palabra. Es extremadamente increible el llegar a saber el porque de como me siento si te pienso. Jamás se me ocurriría llamar a esto amor, ni tampoco querer. Me atrevería a decir pasión a lo medianamente desconocido.
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