In the middle of us there…we stand. Most time in a desert- sometimes it rains and suddenly its all full of palms,life and flowers.
But most of the time we’re searching. Days go by. We go with’em, we forget the moments, lose our head in the already dead yesterday and the utopia of tomorrow, or even just tonight.

We wonder why people around us have several problems, just not to wonder about our own. We never try to just sit down, taking life as it is, doing the best with the situation. Or we have the best things ever- and waste them like they were worthless.

Loving eyes. Giving hands. And caring acts- wtf you need more, hm? Money? Gosh. It’ll work. Somehow. It nearly always did. When you didn’t gave up. As sensless as it seemed.