I was on vacation, at the beach
it was midnight, and I was standing in the center of a road
headlights were staring at me
and I told everyone, I couldn’t stay—
I had lots of assignments to do.
I was taking 5 classes at university
and Finals were in two days.
I was ignoring my responsibilities,
and I had to learn the material in 48 hours,
I woke up.
I felt awful,
despite getting 10 hours of sleep.
is a metaphor for rebirth. If you live in a new place, with new sounds
and new smells, it’s like a whole new life.
Where you live, is important.
Changing your life, is important.
It’s not healthy to stay in the same place for several years,
and keep waking up to the same
Routines, make you unable to appreciate the little details,
the ocean is different than a busy street
I’ve been living in the same place for two years, and my life hasn’t changed.
Waking up to bars, each morning
Waking up to morning, when your life has gotten old
Waking up to failure
to the life, you have always wanted
being somebody, who has written from his heart
the most unusual
work of art.
is no different
than going to sleep.