good morning

You wake up one morning and know it … you know everything … everything makes sense … the good, the bad, the ugly, the beautiful, the pain, the rewards, the past, the present … then you get tempted to lie to yourself … because it’s all too much … just too much .. you rather to conform than confront … you rather play dead than being alive … you rather be alone among thousands than being in love with one … then you sleep walk through your routines and wait for a miracle which already has happened but you were too scared to acknowledge it … good morning .