and now I am the Master  

nostalgia

At the start of every season the way the weather makes me feel 

brings me back memories of how I and everything else used to be like a year or couple years ago.

A lot of things have changed.

And the weirdest thing is that i didnt realise it untill now that i heard the falling rain.

Losing contacts with people ,not being able to be seventeen or eighteen again ,the sweet and scary at the same time feeling of first love being just a memory....

It's all part of the plan.

Like water ,humans and human relationships never stand still ,always moving ,

always changning.

Cherries ,roses ,skulls and hummingbirds

Quiet rain is still falling.

I love these early gray mornings .

 

It's kinda crappy but i like this concept (:

 

 

Imagine our thoughts being visilbe

and us being able to see them, touch them, feel them, smell them ,hear them even taste them !!

We would be able to feel with all our senses  the true and meaningful beauty.