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Geplaatst op: 15 mei 2010 21:49:22
What do you do when things just don’t go the way you’d wish them to go? When you encounter one setback after another. When you just give and give, but never seem to receive.
Do you just give up on trying? Or perhaps even give up on hope itself. Do you become angry at those around you and even angry at yourself? Do you just sit there being an angry sad mess and curse the world for the cruelty it bestows upon you? Do you perhaps even feel sorry for yourself, thinking you deserve to be showered by a storm of golden balloons, fluffy hearts and sparkling butterflies?
Well you might feel like that and you might think that way. But if you’d ask me - which you obviously wouldn’t because you don’t know me - I don’t think that’s going to lead you anywhere. It’s just not realistic to expect miracles to happen, just because things didn’t go the way you’d want them to go for a while.
At least, that’s what I would’ve told you if you asked me a little while ago. But little did I know; just the other day I saw these balloon shaped figures floating about in the open. I could’ve sworn they were golden. But that just can’t be true. It must have been the surplus of paint I’ve inhaled as of late. It makes me see things...
..Yet again, that doesn’t explain the feeling of fluffiness that’s been brewing inside of me. Almost as if my heart has exploded into millions of tiny little fluffy hearts and they’re tickling me from the inside and making me walk around with a silly smile on my face the whole day long. “Hey Ömer, why are you smiling like that. You’re creeping me out dude!” “Oh don’t worry dude; it’s the fluffy hearts inside of me. They’re harmless, I swear!”
Every place I visit, lights up the moment I walk into the room. It’s those damn sparkling butterflies that have been following me these passed couple of days. But I got accustomed to their presence, they don’t bother me at all. In fact; they remind me on the outside, how I feel from the inside. I feel like I’m floating and sparkling at the same time.
You know you’re happy, when you compare yourself with sparkling butterflies. That my friends, is the shit.
And no, I am definitely, well almost certainly, not high. I’m just that happy. What do I know that you don’t know? Well you know me.
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