Celebration? Thinking.
Preparing for new year celebration and thinking… this week so abnormally, oppressively depressing lead up to thinking about how this life is fragile. Like this bottle of my beloved fragrance Mon jasmin noir. I use them only for specialoccasions, only for special me, only for special people. It’s like waiting. Waiting for something special in the future. Not concentrating on this moment. Which probably could be the last one. The last hello, the last goodbye, the lastglance… Now I realize that something special is happening now. Yes, right now. And it’s unique. One and only. And it will never come back.
So if you want this - do this right now. Before it’s too late.
I know, it’s kind of platitude, but perception of this words come later, after shocking events, when you wake up from your candy-litte-pink-hippie-world and realize: that’s life.
I need to go. Put all that chemistry on my face (but it’s sooo nice! that red lipstick) and try to be as happy as possible. And make that moment special.
xoxoxoxo happy new year mučačos/as
