
Originally posted on Blogger on Nov 22, 2015
Sharing my connectome
Far from me you are hungry and unsheltered. Yet I sleep under my blanket because I am torn between two worlds. I shall build you a better home, provide you better food but at the cost of what? My dreams? No. I am more willing to give you pain because an uncertainty is somehow more dear to me than an obvious present. Painful!
We grown ups have forgotten the fun that’s there in the spontaneity of the moments. Doing something silly because it needs to be done not because it would be appreciated. Wondering and wandering in the clouds that take up any shape we would have wanted. Everything mundane would have been a bliss. A colorful butterfly would have been the achievement of the day. Scrapped knees would have been a reason for tears. And an honest laugh when we would have fallen with a friend…