It is something like miracle. There are so many new things to enjoy and see, and find and remember. I am afraid to miss something, to lose the chance I am given. I can breathe deeply and can close and open my eyes and see a city behind me, a city that is always beautiful during days and nights, a city that takes us to a magic part of our common life. I don`t want to change anything because everything seems as perfect as our Life is. I guess I can walk and walk in the streets and never get tired, I can enjoy everything and never get satisfied. So magic moments of Life is entirely connected with the city I haven`t been before and maybe I`ll never be again, and though even it won`t manage to know me, I know it`ll be one of my best friends, because it is giving me much than anyone else can take.
This city has been witness of so many stories, kings and queens and it has the smell of the Middle Ages, so the fresh and old has been mixed in the streets of the city and everyone can admire this atmosphere. So many thoughts are created here and maybe no one will discover it, but there is something that is certain: our memories will be durable during whole our life.
From my diary
22.02.2012
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