Monday, February 19, 2007

Haha so maybe it was a dream! You know, how sometimes you hold on to things that never really existed, and how when you dream of something and wake up, you wonder for a minute whether it was real or not and then disappointment kind of washes over you except this is worse than that? It isn't the opening of eyes that brings disappointment, but rather the realisation that I am leading myself on.


"...And all I could seize when I awoke was the memory of a bridge, and the departing flight of a bird (which could also have been the trailing off of a sentence in which a promise was made)."
With him, I commiserate.

How do you get over nothing? It is the ache, the anticipation, the retreat, everything around it but the emotion itself.

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12457. Which is deliberate? and which the even more deliberate to disguise the original deliberation?

8 days to my birthday so I'm going to watch an NC-16 movie and I'm going to watch Paris, Je T'aime! Definitely! Don't know though, I don't think anyone wants to really go watch. I did a calculation yesterday as I was walking back from church, and I figured that my birthday will fall on Tuesday. That's the day we're playing GMS. I remember last year on my birthday, we played a match too, and I went 3-for-3 at-bats! So, lucky me. It was a sweet birthday!

Whether this one will be or not hangs on every word you say and how you say it. (Oh, let's not curse ourselves!)



As always, my gaze will be bereft, wondering.

- try this on for size.
by @ 9:47 AM