and all i have is kaleidoscope eyes, and your
fragile fingers. and knowing in the back of my
mind that i will never grow up (old and boring,
thinking that life is only about getting up in the
morning, working, sleeping). all i know how to
do well is to be youthful.
what if time machines really do exist? just not as we think we know them. what if time machines are all in our heads, they are the desire to stay young and never lose wonder. i am a living time machine and i will never grow old. i wouldn't be very good at it anyway.
i got a message from starfire today:
"i have something to ask you (:
1. what is your phobia
2. tell me one thing that you love, that defines you very well
3. if you were anything else, not human, what would you be?
you're a person i'd like to hear these answers from."
and my answers:
one. some mornings i wake up and i am most afraid of being lost in the ocean, other mornings i don't think im afraid of anything at all.
two. i love passion, something that you can devote yourself entirely to.
three. if i could be absolutely anything, i would like to be something that we can't even comprehend exists, just so i can have peace of mind that i haven't been ripped off and this is really all there is :)
i hope my answers didn't disappoint!