Do I fear death a bit less today?

If there's something common is the thought of "in 5 min this could be over"... in a weird fun way, part of a routine. I’m digging it… We might be taking this too slow and I got so tired of thinking about leaving you all messages just in case I leave.

Then some days I feel like taking a summer that might last two years, hide from every negative line and go broke. Maybe later join a dance crew and make up a song to jump around. I'm feeling that.

Start a brand new side of the card by becoming a photographer, and making money from other people's pieces of time. Dressed up with yellow and green mixing smiles with strangers staring at my kind of special pet.

Play an instrument, perhaps joining a band and travel the world keeping a journal with every single different emotion created from the inside of my soul. Have a routine that would eventually destroy my system and drink to all sounds.

Go to a jungle and learn the strangest language ever heard, become a part of someone else's story and culture. Making a new day by surprising myself and knowing that there's no place where someone might be missing me.

I didn't fear death today, and I pictured myself dancing ballet for many years... Cooking the greatest desserts based on chocolate, and covering my body with glitter and ink. There's a purple shade on my head tonight and if I die people will know they knew this about me: I could have hundreds of different lives.

What a great birthday post!