My heart is beating.
Keeps on repeating.
Time is fleeting.
Time is fleeting.
Time is fleeting.
The Life and Times of S
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Change is a good thing, they say.
"As you move on, remember me.Remember us and all we used to be."
~James Blunt
As it is time for yet another milestone and yet another change, I think of all that I've grown used to. I think of all that I've learnt and all that I've grown to care about.
I know it shouldn't be this hard or this big of a deal.
But it is.
And I don't know what the hell to do about it.
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Monday, July 16, 2007
Desiderata
Smiles. Understanding. Sleep.And the wisdom to know that not all of the above, desired as they may be, can be attained.
On a moonless night, while the whole world sleeps, I talk to the stars. About things I never say to you. Not because I can't.
But because I won't.
But because I won't.
Sunday, July 15, 2007
Thursday, July 12, 2007
I dreamt last night. Of things and people. One particular one stands out in memory. I've been thinking about it all day.
Was it really a dream? Or was it just an illusory semblance of a phantasmagoria, leaving me in doubt whether what I saw and experienced was indeed reality, or the mere creation of a distempered brain?
If it was reality, it was wonderful.
And if it wasn't, it was just a dream. Just my foolish dream.
Was it really a dream? Or was it just an illusory semblance of a phantasmagoria, leaving me in doubt whether what I saw and experienced was indeed reality, or the mere creation of a distempered brain?
If it was reality, it was wonderful.
And if it wasn't, it was just a dream. Just my foolish dream.