WHAT'S IN A SHOE?

Days going by without me writing here... And what do I do instead?

I spend whole days at uni, lying on the grass, talking to the ants and flies and birds and drinking coffee.

I look at the sky and try to hypnotize myself into cheerfulness.

Everything is connected.

And I buy shoes to become a princess. Princess shoes abound nowadays. But try to buy a plain high-heeled black shoe and you will have to walk all around town with a silly face and empty hands.

So go to visit friends, who share your shoe obsession. Eat lots of chocolate and rest from classes and work in a luxurious yet crazy restaurant.

Watch silly romantic movies and take silly unromantic pictures. Meditate about the meaning of your life. What is ahead? What is behind?

Fashion yourself as if you were a dream, and then dream and maybe someone will come. Someone who can dream too. If he has a white horse it'll be good. If he has a black horse it will be better still.

Don't think about the one that you let go. Don't obsess yourself with him, cos probably he has someone new now and doesn't care anymore. And anyway, you hurt him enough already. Stop being ambitious. Stop listening to his songs and stop thinking of songs to send to him and stop fantasizing about him. Anyway, he doesn't have a black horse, so it's all nonsense, isn't it?