Dreaming...
Back then, I still wanted to write something. Back then, life was different, and I had another view of myself and of others. Back then, my house of cards was still standing, giving the impression that it was safe and sound, that its foundation was solid, and that nothing would shake it. But that was back then.
Right now, I have lost my will and my power to concentrate, to focus on what really matters, because what really matters is still undefined.