Today, I had the chance to do something that either would have made me very happy or put me on a lot of stress. Well, the latter happened. I felt shockwaves going up and down my nerves, I once again felt how could you collapse in a moment. If something like this happened to me before, I would have came up with a lot of philosophical essays and some poems, but now, I stand silent, just observing the environment around me, wondering what will life's next move will be.
And now, these are "post-stress" moments. Yes, the feeling you have after you had a huge stressful situation. I feel light, loose, drained of energy, drifting away. What have I done?...I will never know whether I did the right thing or not unless that one tells me.
And now, these are "post-stress" moments. Yes, the feeling you have after you had a huge stressful situation. I feel light, loose, drained of energy, drifting away. What have I done?...I will never know whether I did the right thing or not unless that one tells me.
2 comments:
mammad, vaghti aahan mire too koore, lahazati hast ke be khodesh mige dige az tavane man gozasht! ... vaghti ahangar miaratesh biroon o mizaratesh too abe sard, oonvaghte ke mifahme arzeshe hameye oon sakhti ha chi bood. hamishe ba`de har sakhti ei asooni hast. kafie behesh iman dashte bashi :)
you're my man!
Does it really matter ANYONE else tell you that you did the right thing or the worst one?
I think only two people can answer your question: Time and yourself.
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