As a soft wind blows, emotions flow and just like that life changes. Life grips us, at times strangles us, I have walked with a blind fold blinding me, getting pushed along and pulled by every whim and fleeting emotion.
We fight against ticking time, the doings of the old and the mistakes from the past.
I walk a fine line between light and dark, a line that is almost invisible to the naked eye.
There is no ugly without beauty, and beauty without ugly. The two coincide, feed upon each other, a different side to the same coin.
There is only one truth.
Until next time my darlings..