A man away from his wife and daughter like me (at least in a couple of months) think about the moment where they come along and live with you. This is probably going to be one of the most difficult months in my life. I am anxious, yes. I have expectations. Both anxiety and hope always accompany me, especially in those seconds before I go to sleep. I just hope that tomorrow morning, I'll wake up and still wake up to embrace my dream and the plan that I am developing.
Seconds before I sleep, so many fragments that are waiting to be structured in my mind. I am just a 25 year-old man trying to be the best creature I can be. Within those seconds before I sleep, everything flashes by, reminding me of how small I am, and how solitary I can be in my sleep. I am a fool that tries to relax and rest amidst my very hectic life... I breathe in the hope of really breathing...
Above all, I feel lucky because I am still given an opportunity to visualize whatever it may be, in my mind, in those seconds before I sleep...
Good Night!
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