lastchair77

Life is a machine. Everyday, you wake up, eat breakfast, maybe take a shower, i don’t know how you like to get ready. Everyday is basically just another clockwork in the factory called life on earth. Sure, maybe you might do something mildly exciting one day, for instance see a good movie, take a different route, maybe even finally get that co-worker you’ve been eying into bed, but your life is basically just a variation on the exact same day. Even so, it’s nice not to look at it that way. To get out of this machine, this neverending factory, is to think. Step out of the flow and really look around. There is beauty everywhere. On street corners, in alleyways. Especially alleyways. There’s something magical about them. It’s really a different world. Nothing knows. It’s just an unknown world, your personal little discovery of a marvelous crevace. Really, success in life isn’t going to college and getting a career and living up to the expectations of sad little people. It’s to be happy. Open up a tee-shirt store. Move to Spain. I can assure you, everything becomes wonderful if you just take a moment to lie on the grass on a summer day and look at the clouds. That’s what matters.