Early morning thoughts

It's 4:30 in the morning and here I am, sitting in the train to work and I can't help but wonder what all these people are doing out here this early.

Do we really live in a world, where most of these people are up to go to work, pay the rent, to afford their daily life? Don't we live in a world, where we could put our bare feet into soft, cold and shining green moss? Where we could roll our naked bodies in sand, that feels like a soft hug of sunshine, where there is salty oceans and sweet lakes, where we could sit together, share our knowledge, our adventures? We could all be cuddled into blankets around a fire, drinking tea, sharing stories and good food.

Why do we need to jump higher, run faster, achieve more, work on our career and why do people feel weirded out when I smile at them in an early morning train? Don't we all live in the same world and isn't all we want, to be happy, to be surrounded by laughter and love, to feel alive and enjoy every day?

Where did we go wrong, that there still is people fighting for bare survival, running from war, walking miles and miles for some fresh water, dying for no good reasons at all, where in some parts of the world children have to fight for their education, whilst in other parts kids have so much school work, they can't even figure out who they are outside of it?

Why is the safety everyone is looking for based on money? Has nobody thought us to share? That everyone has got something to bring to the table and that if we all work together, this world could be a paradise?

I don't need a paper that tells me I am intelligent, I don't want to live a life solely based on paying my bills

I want to live

And not just when I'm retired

I want it now! I wanna meet new people, new places, eat new foods, dip my toes into every ocean this world has to offer

I want to feel the wind in my hair, the salt on my lips, the sun on my skin and I want to live in a world where we all wake up safe, fed and happy

So I try

I try to make as many people smile as I can, I try to never lose my loving and warm self, to find adventures in my mondane life

I try to see my dreams and run after them but what if I dream of a perfect world? Where can I find that, create that? Cause sailing the seven seas is gonna be fun, its gonna warm my heart and set my soul on fire

But the land I get to, no matter where I am, is always somehow struggling

And sometimes my little soul doesn't know how to handle that

I'm still here, in Berlin. In the train, in the middle of the night

Going to a job I only enjoy because I can find fun in anything, but that I would give up any second. A job that doesn't give me anything but money. Money, the thing that's supposed to be only way to get my little ass around the world

Money, I happily need to make dreams come true and not just to survive