Like the clouds
This is a made up story ... by Anyo .Dear diary today I did it again, while my family members were sleeping I took the mp4 player, the headphones, I dressed and shuffled quietly, I unlocked the door, I went outside ... I went down three steps after which I - I turned my gaze to the door, in my mind it was the fact that I leave behind my family who took care of me for so long ... they sleep, rest, regain their strength for a new, working day ... I sighed powerful then I saw my way ... as I came out of the stairs a light wind touched my face as if it were a greeting, I considered it from God so I put my headphones on my head started the music on mp4, I looked up to heaven and said "hello to you Dad ..." I looked to the left .. nothing, I looked to the right nothing .. only the light of the Aeolian can be seen beyond the dunes in the distance. ... although I am right-handed, I chose to go to the left ... I took a few steps, then started singing in the headphones, Castle of Glass - linking park ... I listened to the song during which, they were overwhelmed, all kinds of thoughts came over me. to go all the way down my cheek when the wind comes and blows it ... then it came to my mind that God wanted to wipe the tear off my cheek ... for a moment I felt good. It was a noble feeling ... only then could I not abstain and as I was on the road to nowhere ... I began to cry ... I felt a pain in my soul that I had not felt in a long time. . I started to think about all the things I went through ... things that I am proud to have done .. even if they are painful .. memories that I do not regret even if maybe I should ... and I realized that, I really didn't want to lose her, when I said I disagree .. "not this time ..." I said with all my heart, I spoke really seriously, maybe more seriously than I have ever been ... then it started raining .. it started small ... then more and more ... I put the headphones down, put them in my pocket and saw my way along with my thoughts .. .I was watching in front of me the long way .. and the rain .. at that moment a thought passed through my mind like a lightning bolt ... maybe we humans are like a rain ... every man suffering is a drop from rain what travels from top to bottom all that way until it reaches the earth .... the cloud can be considered as all the suffering of people from the moment x to say ... once the cloud is unloaded it can be considered as the people from time x. .they began to go over their suffering ... sometime they as the cloud will regenerate ... but in this time another cloud ... other people suffer (it rains) another journey begins and ends at the moment y ... and so on ... and with all this ... the world regenerates in its own way ... life follows its course