A lot of dreams cross my mind. I remember and feel sad about the days I had lost the ability to dream. I didn't regain it all yet, but am working on it. I don't think I have ever been this satisfied and never had such peace within, since I was born maybe. Of course there are those bad days, the beast days (PMS)... but all in all, it is a new phase for me.
I want to document this, so I can return to it in the future.
One of those dreams of mine is going to Tibet. Am not sure what I can do there. Maybe meet a monk. Meditate. Sit alone for days. I want to sit alone for days. I want to eat rice for days. I want to contemplate nature for days and listen to silence. Sure as hell I don't get to listen to silence in New Rawda.
I want to be able to wake up in the early morning, and run.
I want to feel free. I don't want to owe anything to anyone. I feel like I have to though, to my family. It would be selfish of me if I don't.
I want to meet new people from everywhere, hear where they come from. I remember I used to exchange letters with a Moroccan friend, 2 actually, a Jordanian, an American, Algerian, Egyptian, and an Indian :) *can you dalk without mooving yo headd* (a joke of an ex of mine)
Anyway, you meet a lot of people along the way. Some stay, some you meet again and cross occasionally, which is not by coincidence man! and those that leave. And the best of them, of those friends, are the ones... one... who transform to something even more beautiful. I thank my angel for that, wherever you are. Rest in peace.