лушчая подруга, которая сейчас в голландии, написала что-то, от чего мне сделалось слегка странно. потому что это в чем-то правда, касающаяся и меня тоже
They are young. Until they feel young and believe young they can do everything. The can do, but they cannot undo. They think or don't think, they just do things that they cannot undo. When you stop being young - maybe that's when you understand that simply doing is not everything.
They are crazy. They fall in love with paintings and countries, languages and people. They are not afraid. Not being afraid is craziness.
It almost feels like I am not young any more. They say they see sadness in my eyes. They say where is your craziness. I say I want to undo but I can't. Since I understood I cannot undo I became scared of doing. I am not crazy.. anymore..
Bullshit?