Like my closet.
Your life is random.
Like your closet.
A random assortment of moments.
Some that were expensive. Some you rather throw away. Some you are embarrassed of. And some that don't fit you anymore. Some from your childhood, some from your student-years and some for work. Some from the past, some for the present and some you are saving up for the future...
Life is random.
Like wind-blowing through your newly-cut hair.
Like the first thing that you wear when you buy new clothes is a smile.
Like the way your coat floats and your scarf sways in a crisp-breeze.
Like the shuffle-mode on your iPod.
Like your closet.
Life is random... :-)
I love life.
And I wouldn't change a thing.
Because I can't, because it's already random.
Can you change something which is already random? ;-)
p.s.
The purpose of this blog was to procastinate.
Just didn't want to straigten-out my closet at the moment.
Just going to leave it... random!
