*-. Rants about breakfast .-*

I was grounded for a while. I accepted the reality that was upon us. Easily. Calmly. I blame you for the moment when that changed; eventhough I know who I should actually blame. When it was most unexpected, I started building them. Those castles. That sit ontop of clouds. So fragile. So unnecesary. Made long before their time. Because, castles need good, solid... [real] foundations. Teach me to do this. Teach me to live the day to day without having so many worries and making so many plans. If anyone, I know you can teach me.