January 30, 2012

Unanswered Questions

Whenever I'm alone, at home and I know no one is around, I stare at my laptop screen and wonder what do I write about next. What do I really want in this thing we call life? Where will the road take me next once this life ends and another begins. Why do I feel ghosts and see those who are long gone in my dreams. Why do my dreams become reality sometimes and other times I can remember every single detail of the dream.