My name is Julie and I think that sometimes you can have a completely silent conversation with certain people without it feeling awkward at all. Just sitting... Thinking... Enjoying one-anothers company without saying a word; it's really just their presence that makes the moment perfect. Maybe I'm just blinded but I truly believe this.
Also, I need to end my love-hate-relationship with wine. Is it true that many of the 'greats' were either borderline insane, alcoholics, addicted to drugs or a combination? Right about now I feel like that's me. Well no. But you know what I mean? I'm just here and what am I here for..? I must have some type of prophecy to fulfill. Or am I just here? Do I even exist? Do you even exist? What if we're all just a figment of someone else's imagination. Just an illusion, a dream, not real. I don't know. Sometimes I get these absurd thoughts and I just feel the need to make them heard. Sometimes I wish I were like Leonardo Da Vinci. I need some sort of sign. Something to point me in the right direction... Does predetermination even exist? Or do we actually determine our own path. Are fait and destiny real or is that just a whole Shakespeare lie? I feel like I sound crazy but I don't know. It all makes sense in my mind and that's all that matters to me. I guess right now I'm the creator of my own "life"...
Wish me luck. And luck to you. I know you'll make it through if you just close your eyes and enjoy the ride!
xx. julie
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