I keep slipping on my old mistakes and wishes. Who wouldn't if they were so good to remember ? I watch my feet walking around the bedroom, walking around in circles. How can I wish and do nothing about it ? My wishes seem the same while the time passes, but I am a grown up woman now, aren't they ridiculous ? Wishing a body where I could drowning my sorrows, a smile to make my day, some I would look in the eyes and see not me, but the other person and see the whole universe in them ! That would be amazing...my feet stepping on the same old roads, on the same old tracks and I seem to not find my own !