Running away

A pair of dirty and soaking wet sneakers and the scent of sweat from a pile of clothes by the locked bathroom door informs us that somebody's been exercising. Most probably running. Exercising has positive side effects other than blisters on your feet and sweating. It builds your stamina, mind and whatnot, you name it. Probably it even causes cancer, everything does, right?

Those dirty sneakers might be on somebody running away from the 'world'. Running away from adulthood. Running away from commitment, lasting friends, family and society. A mindset of building up your own reality. I've dealt with a few of those people. Very intriguing and astonishing personalities - who all of a sudden disappear and never call.

I found these people interesting although they keep disappearing and reappearing in the freakiest of places, but I still always thought "why?"

Until now.

I'm running.

...temporarily for now, don't worry :)

First stop Finland! then Paris! then RIO DE JANEIRO! Needless to say, I'll be in-joying!

It's been four months!

I don't post unless I've got something to say. That's why I've been quiet. That's why I'm going to be quiet. As a matter of fact I've got a lot to say, but I don't know how to dress it in as spectacular words as this "lot" deserves. Therefore I'll dress them in real words whenever I'm seen anywhere.

I'm going to visit Fran to Rio in April and that's when I'm going to update this joint the next time :)

Until then, keep it up!