Euphoric frames & scribbles

Of strangers and train rides.

For the last three months since I’ve arrived to Germany I’ve been opening tumblr and my travel diary to post or write anything but nothing came out of me. I was like a little kid...yea, I will write everyday a page or two, and post daily pictures..but blank. I guess we think we have so much time on our hands while it simply slips like sand as soon as we tries to hold it.

A day ago I came across this quote...One day you are going to miss today...it scares me how we run one day after another trying to catch anything to be done. Are we really doing anything at all..having bits of everything but nothing concrete. I believe it became so lame everyone talking about life and world as if we know anything, but we are not even having the time to have the wisdom of those before us to act as philosophers. Even this post might just be lame as well.

We are all in a big cyclone, being sucked..everyone in their own world. Never envy anyone, you don’t know anyones story, just stay in yours, and make it better. But is it us causing this cyclone? We built and keep building one system after another to be “organised” but we are not and we are not finishing anything. One cyclone after another, forced to do things then getting caught up in the next.

I don’t know what I am doing, nor I know where I am going. I want to learn a lot, yet I can’t learn everything. How hard is it for just to be seeking knowledge? How hard is it to smile to a random person? How hard is to say Hi as you pass by? How hard is it to have a nice wish for a random person as much as you would wish it for yourself? Why are we making it harder for each other while everyone is already is on the urge to explode at any moment?

Almost everyone is not where they want to be, some are trying hard to achieve success, and some who are never catching any lifetime of their families, or friends, or those whom they love.

My mind is full of everything that has been going on for the last few years. I am not overthinking but I can never stop wondering.

Yet, everyday I still learn and be assured that I don’t want to be part of this cyclone or at least I don’t want to suck anyone with me down in a black hole. I keep reminding my self;

-Always do your best, yet take the chance to breathe. -No, don’t accept your self as you are, accept your self as you want it to be, and make your self better. -Everyone is carrying loads on their shoulders, smile...people don’t need more sad faces. -It will be hard, everyday, more than the day before...just keep going. -See what you can do, be better, let it have a purpose. -Not everyone will make the effort to stay in touch, but if you care...try. -Yea, enjoy your self, but don’t mess up. -I don’t know what I am doing, and if it was for me I would have never picked this planet, but as long as I am here...I breathe, eat, and live...make something out of it.

Good old days

Early morning stroll