The boy wanted to become
an astronaut so he could
wish upon the stars

but he was afraid of heights

So he became a diver instead,
and he wished upon the starfish.

i close my eyes
and see...distant,
almost empty room.
in the middle,
lies an obselete desk,
with blank papers in typewriter.
the blank paper patiently waits
for the special moment it will be written.
the breeze hits on my face,
coffee break is over.
blank paper is still waiting,
for me to finish.

now, in this moment
i want to jump out of the window.
...
but tomorrow will come
and i'll
get better
just a little bit.