Cirmuļa atklāsmes - Komentāri

seeing the uncertainty i'm in again, i think there's no place to run to for me. i might dream of serenity i could find somewhere else, but i'll always be like this. another apartment, another city, another profession - never enough. never good enough. i can never be complete. i am insecure of what i do, as i was before, as i will be again, and the truth be told i have no idea how to overcome that. but now i know the answer is not escape, it must be something else. meanwhile, time is ticking away, and i should be quicker if i want to live after all. only the nature does not work that way. i'm slower with every tick.