Dreaming on a rainy day

Looking at the window. It was raining, it doesn't always rain back home, but when it does it rains hard.

Everything seems to be so simple when you're stuck in does days where there is nothing to do. Where there is nothing to think.You end up getting lost in thoughts and constant meditations.

Life seems so dull but at the same time it's so full of wonder. I honestly admit that I'm not the life of the party when it comes to living. I'm all about chilling, just take a book and read all afternoon. No, it's not everybody's idea of fun. I just think it's so relaxing, that simple act of grabbing a book and reading in a day like I've described. It's just so ideal for me...

Feeling the warm sheets beneath your tired body, the smell of your house, the peaceful sound of water falling over your garden and on your window... God! for me! That's bliss. I know! It's so simple but it's bliss.

Those kind of days, I used to dream about travelling the world, exploring cities and meeting new people, new cultures. Lost all afternoon daydreaming of what the future might bring.

I always wondered, "Will I ever go back to my long lost U.S.? Will I ever see Italy and get lost in its historical world? Will I ever travel to Asia and learn Japanese? Will I have enough money to make all this dreams possible?"

I never expected to travel as much as I have now. Back in the day, I longed for things that I have now. Somehow it all seems to ideal, to comfortable.

A young girl that just stared at the window, that young girl, that I was. I wonder what she'd think of herself now. Maybe she'd be proud of what she's become, just maybe...

Now that I'm living everyday in a world that I long ago dreamed about, I can't stop from being happy. Even if sometimes I cry or get upset about something... just being here, it makes me feel happy.

It's so silly, 'cause it's not like my life is incredibly interesting. Though I feel so satisfied with all this simplicities that carry so much charm. I mean, so many people take simple things for granted. I'm different when it comes to looking at things and people.

The only thing that makes me love life, over all the bad things that there could be, is the wonderful little moments it gives me, does little details that mean everything. Having a friend smile at you that day you felt lost and needed a bit of cheering up. Or have the guy, that you've always longed to be with, hung you like you were the only one that mattered in his life, even if it wasn't so. Watch your little sister get ready for a party and realize how adult and beautiful she has become.

It may sound corny, it may sound dumb... but you know what? I don't give a fuck about your opinion. I love the way I see life, I enjoy the way I see my life. Not even my saddest moments lack something positive. I've said it before, I always try to look at the bright side, just takes believing a bit in yourself and others...