I often feel that I am tied up to the ground where I can not run away as freely as I wish.It is destiny which governs over me.
I have a warm family and peaceful also.But I can never forget my love.
She is always in my mind and for years we love each other.
I should hate the "ground" or myself?
I should hate myself I suppose.
I dreamed often recently.
Big dreams.Global scale.Hollywood pictures.
The other day,I was negotiating with great potatoes like Bill Clinton and other international figures, pointing to the Map of Europe,dividing the countries again.
I was argueing based on the Treaty of Utrecht,the classic international law.
When I woke in the morning, I realized that it is but a struggling dream.
this morning i went to the kung's park for a short walk before brekfast.this is centrum goteborg.the dutch style canal runs quietly with quite a few ducks swimming in.
a maple tree at the bank of the canal has few mature golden leaves on and is shivering in cold wind.one leaf suddenly falls off dancing gracefully.and then another follows.the dancing seems the last poise of the beautiful golden leaf.it should be red colour but the early arrival of winter stopped the process of crimsoning of the palm like broad leaves.
i concentate myself at watching this nice performance,wishing them bon voyage.
