Boredome is a door that leads to the dreamworld. My world. Since that day, that moment when i was at my English lesson, bored once again and i made this up, everything in my life had become a little bit better, a little bit brighter. It was then that i realised, actually, when i found the solution I've been waiting for for years now. My question was always: Is life generaly so bad or am i the one who had destroyed mine's myself? This sentence anwsered me and showed me much more. I realised that sometimes i look but i don't see. I've been told before, but no matter how hard i tried to see the truth i couldn't. I kept seeing boring people walking around, i kept seeing colors that meant nothing, i kept seeing myself as a wallflower. Sometimes i barely was even that. So i quit. I just surrender myself to the nothingness. I just walked around like everybody else doing nothing in essence.
Lately, i've been tring hard. Nothing. But, sometimes life gave me the chance. Sometimes i open my eyes and all i see is darkness. Dark green leaves on trees that are no different than any other kind of trees. All I see is dark ugly buildings. Boredome to do anything, tireness. Sometimes i open my eyes i open my real eyes which take this boredome and turn it into imagination. I saw the sun setting and throw it's last rays on the leaves of an unbelievable wonderful tree like no other and turn it's leaves into a uniqe yellow-green color that only sun in association with tree leaves can create. This spectacular view woke my mind and from that moment and on thoughts flooded my everything. My minds travel. Am i on earth? I don't know. It may be the earth, it may not. I am not able to say. I let my mind run to every corner of the world i'm on. I prefear calling it dreamworld. This only last for a couple of minutes. It's too strong to last longer. And even if it would i'm not sure my human mind could handle it. When these two amazing minutes pass i return back to now, back to the reality, i decide life is wonderful. Back to routine. Life sucks. I end up undecidable. Unable to follow routine, unable to follow the dreamworld. I became again a half awake, half slept person walking around doing nothing. In essence, i become a "zombie".
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RandomA book expression feelings, situations that seems simple but they are much complicated if you look deep inside them. Cetairnly not a book with much adventure. Thoughts are talking the lead of this book and make you consider somethings yourself.
