inner peace [Theme] Page 3

I always thought that the empty eye sockets of old houses look at me with reproach as if to say "what have you done to yourself?". I looked at the black window, glaringly contrasting with the white stucco, sometimes cracked, and again he couldn't breathe. They are like a symbol of the subconscious, on the mezzanine which holds many secrets. I wanted to climb over the fence to get into the window of the first floor and turn on the light. Through the door would be easier, but it's locked. You should try the window, to jump in total darkness and sharp movement to deal with her like a band-aid rip off broken knees. First, you can go blind, but very soon your eyes will adjust and see things as they are. Surely there will be tears, but then will come peace, and I'll know exactly what to do next. To live with eyes wide shut is very convenient, but to see clearly is priceless.