Writing of Thursday

Sharing my own experience

Thursday  had been a lucky day for me.

The magic atmosphere was  lost when I started studying literature.

The fourth day of the week  began with a  strong desire for sleep.

After I waked up,I was lost  in  daydreaming.I found other dreamers at class.Do you think that talent made us dreamers?Literature has skills  to make dreamers.When I was a little girl I used to dream about fairytales.At this moment I fall asleep trying to write. I have written as a dreamer.I have searched words in my mind and I have brought them together.I haven’t met literature yet,but I have thought that literature was in my hands.It was like the aer. It was around me.I breath it but I can’t dominate the aer.I had to share it with others.

Literature is timeless and endless.I read,I write and I don’t feel part of it. Many ideas  made me believe that I would be  “ literatured”. But literature isn’t made of ideas but it is made of words. I found the right way.Dreaming.

I wonder if Thursday is still a lucky day for me?