The Art of being alone

When you're alone, you suddenly remember that this is how it begins and ends.
You came into this world by yourself and even though you have family and friends, that's how you're living this life - alone.
Thoughts, feelings, emotions and.. life in between.
Your ability to think, conceive and dream always keep you company. Isn't that the whole point of imagination, not to mention, art?..
It's like your personal movie screen. And you're the star.
Turn on your inner movie projector. Let the thoughts, memories and pictures flow through your head. See it, feel it, live it.
You may be alone but you're in fine company.
Suddenly, your monologue has become a dialogue.
And you are not alone anymore. You're here, in this (un)perfect world of yours, where the (im)possible things come true; you can fly, feel a salty breeze on a winter morning, rise with the stars, be in love.
It's o.k. to have an imaginary friend. As long you don't get obsessed about him.
Don't hope, don't ask, do not expect anything.
Let God do his job.
Do you know how special every day of your life is? And it will never be the same.
Don't waste it. Don't lose your time. Enjoy.
Breath the air, feel the wind, look around you…
Cause one day your life could end. Suddenly, unexpectable.
And no one is going to take that trip with you.
I don't want to grief about the things I haven't done or haven't noticed.
Every day from about year, I can stop thinking about these things.
I've changed and the world did it with me.
We are the One. We've always been.
It's beautiful to Know. To have a knowledge. To live in the whole meaning of this word.
In spite of wars chugging around us…
Once an old man passed me by on the street and smiled.
I smiled back at him. And felt happy…