The end of the world today (tomorrow I’ll see how it goes)

The end of the world today (tomorrow I’ll see how it goes)

There are days like these: the stars hide behind the clouds and the moon has been gone for so long I lost track of the quarter. During the day only the buses are blue, the clouds grey the sky and even the rain is gone. The ones you love feel like a dream and friends is a word lost between every day familiar faces and the memory of good ones you left behind to go after your dream.
In days like these life’s a bitch, the future uncertain, fate makes time go slower so that the pain and suffer grow bigger and bigger until tears water your eyes, and all you want to do is cry and forget there’s a world outside.
So if you feel like crying, then cry; if you feel like screaming then open your lungs and shout as loud as you can; if you want to ignore the world then do so.
Times goes by and the tears start to dry. Slowly, inside of you, this weird feeling starts to grow. Hints of energy sparking your synapses and you suddenly move. Wash your face and take a long look at the mirror: What the fuck was I doing?
Look at the clock: it’s 3 o’clock, three, the number of perfection, and what a perfect time to start living again. Step outside, the laughter of a child makes you feel human again, the old lady digging for can in the rubbish brings up compassion and you can’t help but compare: and I was the miserable one?
You walk but you don’t know where. When did the sun start shining? The lovely couple brings memories, long lost times, but where did they go? Why am I here and you’re not? Why am I alone? But you are alone too... The ambulance flies by, someone’s hurt. A bird lands really close to you and stares, as if asking Why are you so sad? You smile! You notice how smooth the breeze is, nice warm breeze kissing your face, embracing your body. The next moment you start listening: one car goes by, then the silence. I girl shouts: Mom, Mom! Look! You look too. She’s ridding her bike on her own for the first time, but you don’t know that but you can see it on her mom’s face, on that unique proud shinning smile. How busy the world today.
You stop for a second, think about the tears shed, think about the sadness that woke up by your side and made its way in to you. Is it still there? No, I don’t think so. What’s that on your face? Is it a smile? what are you thinking about? You grab your phone and keep living.
It can still be a good day, there’s still time and there’s a whole world out there for you to smile!