This is a picture from the tumblr the bespoke diary where Fabio shares a lot of outfits. I got stocked with this picture. I think the guy to the right have great style. I think it is the shoes and the polo shirt that makes him look stylish and not just like every young twenty years old guy in Sweden.
Some dreams are so strong that they will beat you. Other dreams are more like promises, and you can give them time. There are times when I struggle for the plan I want my life to follow. Other times I can just take it for what it is.
I become one of those who left the past. Left family and friends to find out who I really was.On a pub in London I met a man from the church. He sad, be careful what you wish and beg for. It can happen that you get it.From the radio I hear a sad-less melody. My prayer today, a love to fall in. Let my life be worth something.
The usual day.
Just a usual day. A usual day! What a treasure. In times with war and when the death are behind the corner, people have buried their hands in the soil and remembered days like this. In times of diseases and pain, people have buried their face in the pillow and cry in missing of days like this. When people have enforce loneliness and goodbyes, they have been waiting in tense for days like this. In time of hunger, homelessness and misery, people have raised their hands against the heaven and survived to experience days like this.
You typical day, let me be aware of what a treasure you are. Don’t let me hurry through you in the ambition after a perfect tomorrow. Let me be with you, while I can. Because life will not always look like this. One day it can be me that buries my hands in the soil, or my face in the pillow, waiting with tense, or raise my hands to the sky and wish more than everything that you will come back to me.
MH enjoying the Spring heat in London