I have become seriously addicted to reading blogs, keeping me up for endless hours at night. I started blogging as a way to finally relax and let people know me a little better. Now I feel like changing the world with my thoughts and ideas - silly I know. Seems weird to get excited about my life by reading about others...
I am an excitable person who only understands life lyrically, musically, in whom feelings are much stronger as reason. I am so thirsty for the marvelous that only the marvelous has power over me.
Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go. Reality doesn't impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls.