twenty years from now; you will be more disappointed by the things you did not do than by the ones you did.
after having a quite depressive conversation last evening i was just wondering about my life and not only about mine. about yours, and yours and yours too.
2009 is the weirdest.
in these months from the beautiful springtime through the horrible summer and this bittersweet autumn i realized a few things.
i let go of all the pointless drama.