Well, not every day got to be stupid...
I love long mornings when I can still feel the sweet taste of a deep sleep...and the night will be forgotten..like every other little thing in this world..
Sometimes I wonder about oblivion. It is no more than obvious that is natural. But does it matter? Does it matter if we forget?Once we had lived it truly, madly, deeply, as they say?! Why should I remember it, since I sincerely had it more than imaginably?
