the weather is not always how the weatherman says, your drawings don't get like you want them to and people change into a completely different way than you awaited it.
but whatever.
what did I want to write before starting this rubbish..
I can't remember.
doesn't matter.
now I just want to give you an example of one of the most uncomplicated, predictable and of course beautiful thing on earth:
the life of a soap bubble.
it gets born when someone softly blows into a ring which is filled with soap water.
and from the beginning of it's life till the end the bubble is more beautiful and graceful than everything around it. it is light like nothing and it flies around without any fears and hopes. it just exists to make someones life happier. and when his time is up it turns into nothing.
and the comfortable thing on them is, that you know everything about them.
you know, that, when you sting them, they will burst.
you know, that, when they hit something, they will burst.
you know, that, when a strong wind comes up, they will fly away.
and you know, that they will sooner or later die.
nonsense again, I know.
tomorrow I've got a german test. and it lasts about two hours. we have to write about poverty or something. and currently I should look for some facts about it.. but I'm really not interested in.
sigh.
although I'm going to end writing.
good night, sleep thight.
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