Good mornin' my life
I've opened my eyes and dad said good morning. Maybe he said something else before . He said :"Give me five!!" He was happy and mumbeling something about the house we want to buy and the home we will sell. It was 8 in the morning, the perfect hour to start a day.
I slowly dragged myself to the bath. Every morning sitting on toilet I read Men's health. Nutrition and body sclupturing are my main concerns on a toilet. I took a shower and cleaned my teeth and put looked at my face. What a beard ? I must shave more often... My hair is longer than ever. I go to the gym 3 times per week. I don't explain why I see my muscles only in the morning. It must be something with my eyes . I look like a man , a 22 year old man.And I realized it because it's my birthday.
What is wrong with this day ? Why am I afraid of it so much ? It may be because I never know how to act on this particular day. It seems that I have to do something. Maybe I don't want to turn my birthday in a day when I have to give drinks o everyone and to say thankyou .
My life, my beautiful life. I am glad that in the last two years I discovered the special me. The young man who enjoy's simple things an lives life to the fullest. My life , my beautiful life. I live in a castle with the best family. I stoped complaining and started dreaming. When I talk to people they can sense the enthusiasm when I talk about my future plans and the things I achieved so far.
My life , my gorgeus life. I keep on running because I am scared about death. I won't waste any day, hour, minute , second, I won't waste even a drop of life and love from my vines. Keep filling my soul hole.
I take everything with humor and I laugh at my problems becayse they exist only in my mind. I act as if I am handsome and powerful soo that people see me that way. I gathered special people around me and their kindness is the proof that I am on the right path.
For the next year I wish myself much love and getting closer to my brazilian dream.