place where neither the sand nor any clock does not show the actual time. He's not running, does not flow, does not run. A world where thoughts can become a reality. You meet friends there, family, person you have for feeling. Always something going on, strange situations, many nearly impossible coincidences. All this leads to an extraordinary experience. Sometimes, something unpleasant happens, other times you experience great love, maybe even your own death? I have lived my whole life so from now on to old age and death. I had a lot of accidents. Jump from a building, offsetting the car. Everything seems so real ... It seems that there even feel pain. Another life, without haste, without getting stuck in traffic, many schemes devoid of everyday life. I like to be there, sometimes find myself there, knowing that this is not the real world. Then fly. I see this world from the top, I can see myself even though I was watching myself from somewhere behind his back. It's like a movie. 'm Flying over the trees and try to keep this world as long as possible. I do not want to come back! There, I feel good. No matter how I'm dressed, no matter what time of the year. It does not matter. Today is the summer, tomorrow may be winter. Seeing people I care about, and nobody and nothing can hinder me. I do not have to watch out for raspberries and they instantly have no spines.
I can be who I want, without running to the front, I do not need money, do not feel hunger. The next time I'm behind the wheel of a sports car. On an empty highway, just ahead devoid of any proof but it is not the end of the episode. I have not any code, suddenly I'm sitting at the controls of the aircraft. Jet, this game is exciting, not too hot, at a height where the speed is not so frightening and there is our sun, because I'm at the end of the galaxy.
suddenly open my eyes, I hear the alarm clock my Nokia ... Gray morning, get dressed quickly, eat quickly, fast pack, quickly grasp, quickly open the garage, shut it down even faster, quickly go to work and quickly hear "Paint It Black" and "The Rolling Stones" zrzuconego yesterday on USB stick. Like a newborn baby, it just happens everyday. Quick change of rhythm - "Her Morning Elegance - Oren Lavie" Where the people are pleasantly strange. In search of mind to help "The Pixies - Where Is My Mind." Do not drink coffee, do not drink tea, do not smoke cigarettes. Not really the addictions. I hope that someday, someone will appreciate it. Hope to notice that I eat, write, or even the other hand, faces more than 90% of people in the world that I can speak a different way to listen, that he feels strongly that too much care about wpadkami I like halva, and recently also marzipan. Hmmm ...
Meanwhile, incurs a strong smell of the evening, the air has a different taste. Slowly I close my eyes to drift to another world ...
