And the world will live as one..

December, 21st

It´s been a long time since my last post. this December has been so fucking complicated. I hope I hadn´t lost the essence of writing.

Last morning, after a long night with my friends, I woke up with a strange feeling in my head. No it wasn't´t a hangover. Stop thinking that! I said it was something else… well besides the hangover, I had a thought. Why it´s so easy to live in a dream? Why do we wake up to live on this world, full of blood gathered all around the floor? We can imagine a lot of different endings for a dream, but we never know the exact ending from a dream. And if you try to give a context to your ending, you will start dreaming something else. What if, what we think it´s real life, it´s actually the dreams of another life?

I´m not in the mood to keep writing so I think I´m gonna wake up now.

“You may say I´m a dreamer, But I´m not the only one”  _{Do I need to say the owner of this phrase?}

Sincerely,Mr. moustache