I don't know why I speak quite a lot about my future death. How I want my funeral, is going to be boring being death, I want my ashes under a particular tree...I do It since I was a teen. People laughted around me and called me silly for talking like this.
Life has been hard and complex for me, something like a maze, feeling so often lost. Art and music have been my anchors.
It feels nice to feel tired of figthing. Sort of surrender to the caos and allow myself to flow with life. Being easy. Stop worring. Except whatsoever. Stop possible arguments on my head. Being on peace with the world, the past and myself.
Yeah, this is my dreamed Life.