Pablo Jimenez

25 and still counting...

In the midst of unreliable memories, schooldays and dreams I've kept in my pockets, you could think 25 years are a lifetime...

I'm a high school lover, and you're my favorite flavor
Love is all, all my soul.
You're my playground love.
- Playground Love, Air.

Sometimes, one is tempted to think things are very simple and lives trying to believe one's been a good person and deserve a lot of things or maybe a prominent role in life. Luckily, life itself corrects this childish ideas and it makes you understand you live surrounded by things that aren't under your control and randomness affects the way you make your decisions.

And these decisions are the feelings we've got to carry in our life: a guilt complex, things you live to regret, happiness and shyness. These are the walls we build around us, they are the way we put our own obstacles in our path. Indeed it is a pointless attitude, but it is the way we usually act everyday.

So, whilst this struggle goes on, probably during the next 25 years, I'm not going to step down: I won't forget the women I was painfully in love, I'll go along the misty memories of my childhood, I'll cry in a desert, I'll sleep beneath the stars. Merging past and future, you cannot say you lived these memories or you're daydreaming about the days you haven't lived.

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