POV (Point of view).

Talking with my boyfriend about Facebook, we expressed our different point of view.

He has a "normal" profile, with his name, the schools he went, the birthplace, the town he lives in, his "real" friends and schoolmates, etc.

I created mine to play a social game, my name is fake, my listed job is the game I play, no referrings to birthplace, schools, jobs or whatever else that is strictly personal.

Once we had a kind of arguing cos he defined mine "half-fake" but he's right. The real info I share are my birthdate, my images and the place I live in. Well, I'm pretty proud of my aspect and the Wicklow County.
I found myself thinking about it. Honestly I'm against of sharing every kind of personal info on a public website, social network or whatever.
But... for a bit of a second I thought of myself and what I am now. I thought of all the people I have known in past and what they are now.
Married, already divorced, with children, bored, bald, fat, with old lived faces, probably the most of them has lost the concept of what living means. Probably the most of them has forgotten the last time they have done something "crazy".
In the back of my mind, I saw my profile as public, with my real name and available to them to look at it.
Me yesterday, that lil shy girl that has been the centre of their jokes for years, disparaged, mistreated, humiliated.
Me today, a gorgeous, smiling 40 years old gal that shows at least 10 years less, thin, in a perfect shape, living in a marvellous country as Ireland is, with a bunch of international friends that interacts with her daily and a pretty handsome boyfriend.
Childish, huh?

But.... God if it would be a satisfaction!!!

Dear god...

Can you stop raging on me and give me a rest?
Thank you.

Wondering.

Sometimes I just wonder if you still think of me now and then or if you just changed your life forgetting the past.
Honestly I never missed you, I didn't and I don't like what you turned into.
I miss what we were, what we did, our things and the way we were used to say the same sentence at the same time.
It's not something that easy to find.
The only thing I hope is, among the busy life you have now, that if you never stopped on thinking of it, you found out you're really happy.

The movie of life.

I hope it'll come a day when I'll be starring in someone's life and not being just an appearance.

For you...

...that are the best part of me.
You, my strenght and my weakness.
You that probably will read it after days.

Timing.

Timing is all. Choose the wrong one and you'll lose the train.
It doesn't matter what efforts you've done to be there.
When it's too late there's nothing much you can do.
And questions will be unanswered for ever.