Life is a state of mind.

- From "Being There"

Overhead the albatross
Hangs motionless upon the air
And deep beneath the rolling waves
In labyrinths of coral caves
An echo of a distant time
Comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine

I'd rather dance with you than talk with you

every day there's a girl in the mirror
asking me
what are you doing here
finding my previous motives
growing increasingly unclear

I travelled far and I burned all the bridges
I belived as sooned as I hit land
all the other
options held before me
wither in the light of my plan

there's only one thing on my mind
searching boxes underneath the counter
on a chance that on a tape I'd find

a song for
someone who needs somewhere
to long for

homesick
cause I no longer know
where home is

uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh

uuuuuuuuuuuaaaaau

uuuaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

ahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

(lyrics from the great gig in the sky)

آخر به چه گويم هست از خود خبرم چون نيست

وز بهر چه گويم نيست با وي نظرم چون هست

Where do I begin to tell a story of how great a love can be,
the sweet love story that is older than the sea, the simple truth

about the love she brings to me? Where do I start? With her first

hello she gave a meaning to this empty world of mine. There'd

never be another love, another time. She came into my life and

made the living fine.she fills my heart,she fills my heart with very

special things,with angel songs, with wild imaginings.She fills my soul

with so much love that anywhere I go I'm never lonely. With her along

who could be lonely? I reach for her hand, it's always there. How

long does it last? Can love be measured by the hours in a day?
I have no answers now but this much I can say: I know I'll need her

till the stars all burn away and she'll be there

I read a post by Anousheh Ansari - the first female space tourist who happens to be Iranian! a couple days ago and it really made me think, How much am I willing to pay for my dream??? A months salary? A years salary ? My life??
My real problem is I don't have that big of a dream, I've officially reached an existential crisis.

As I was staring into our backyard this morning , I realized although life is shit it's the little things in life that matter ; like the drops of water on the tip of the grass or the tiny little flowers that randomly grow without you ever planting them...
I need to reach an inner peace...