Word of the night

 Tonight, while the breathe is gently touching my outer self, I am thinking why. I am writing and a young man across the street yelling at his dog"get outta here" pulling the leash, and pulling my self peace away!

He finally went inside, and the quite returns, victoiously. I look down at my screen.... Did he just chase my thoughts away?i guess he did!

But why, why is such a wonderful random word. Why the dogs have patience with such abusive owners, why do we get up every morning, constantly reaching the circle fakeness. Why we dress to empress? Why do we care? Why simple isn't enough? Why more isn't enough. Why we laugh when we don't really want to. Why we hide what we eventually ignore to forgetfulness.

Why can't I stop asking why! Guess it's that kinda night. But finally I ask, why I write "we" while I know it's "I". 

And 5 Years Later........

Time passes, like drops of water uncontrollably flowing through our fingers.
it almost feels like this blog belonged to someone else, like i am looking at myself from the outside, but what's the point, of life? many asks but the answer still unknown, at least to me.
i feel compelled in this materialistic world, the illusion, to feel.... estranged, different, and alone.
but today i have decided to start using this space again....
this space is mine! my world.

إليك. ..يامن كنت حبيبي

اتمني ان ترسمي علي شفتاك ابتسامة....
وتتنفسي مﻷ الحياة. ...
في خاطري دوماً. ...أبداً.

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