A bumpy road.

This is life. I can see it in your eyes. I can hear it when you talk. I can feel it`s something between worlds. In second of silence. Don`t be shy, I am ready to listen. Ready to face the reality, even if it make me sad. I am not afraid of the dark, because I know the landscape. Its life. I am glad you are here. Its not provisionally. Its for some reason. I don`t know why? But I believe, life have something to teach us. Ill newer stop thinking, why me? why you, why, why, why? But its a part of an lesson, and we are not alone. It is a hole class of people, living all around the world. And now to of them have met. Finally, at last. Its the experience we have in common. Not the same picture, but perhaps something small details is similar. Some feelings. Its funny. When we talk to someone about it, the pain disappears for a second. That is quality time. It is the beginning of an understanding. Bigger picture. High school of living, university of better understanding. Thats life. Street smart lesson, and you are not alone. Welcome inn! Jeb. 25.08.11