After Thought

You know, I hesitate to talk about negative feelings in such a public arena. 

But truth is more important than image, nao e?

And to be honest, I would feel unhealthy if everything was roses. I try to make everything roses. I construct reality. We all do in a sense. I mean, really, what is reality besides what we make it? There is no such thing as true reality. Only theoretically. But I know that I get further away from it than other people do. Well no, I can't know that. But so they say. 

Anyways. The point is: it makes me happy to know that I am sad sometimes. And in general, I am quite well off. I am not talking about my social or economic position in life (although that is true also). I am just talking about where I stand. And things are pretty good. 

But you can't know that cause I just said I hesitate to talk about negative feelings, and because we don't know what is real.

But maybe you can. Because truth is more important than image. Theoretically, of course. 

A girl just walked by me and told me she loves walking down the street listening to good music cause it makes her feel good. And I could only wholeheartedly agree. 

Bahia approaches. Or more, I approach Bahia.