Have you ever felt like you were looking through the eyes of a stranger? Everything around you looks so different. The people seem more dimensional, the sky a lot less closer, and your heart and mind open. That's what i felt like after starting to realize my ability to write poetry. The small things in life which you gain, or lose, break or mend, they create who you are. Now, as time progresses i'm realizing how important our character and our actions really are. I'm concentrating on striving to stay pure hearted. Always to be kind, always to respect and always be accepting, so allong this path in this world i can have patience.
Let's shake that serious tone for now. hahah. :P I'm counting down the time to when my Book Bittersweet will be published by a publishing press. I was told, this Tuesday!