Près du Coeur
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Monday, April 16, 2012
Friday, April 13, 2012
Tuesday, April 03, 2012
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Friday, February 24, 2012
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Veil
I'm not going to say what I'm attempting now, but it is liberating. That's just a start.
If there is really God, I believe he went through all that just to get me to learn the shortsightedness I have. That it is high time to pick myself up from wallowing in this unchanging.
And if he really does exist, guess he made me go through a series of shit to come to this revelation, and I finally understand. I'm not a God person, and it is probably the first time I ever mention him(her) in writing, not saying that I suddenly believe in him-or don't. But well, just speaking in that context.
I guess if you really want something, you forget about fear. Otherwise, you just don't want it enough.
And if he really does exist, guess he made me go through a series of shit to come to this revelation, and I finally understand. I'm not a God person, and it is probably the first time I ever mention him(her) in writing, not saying that I suddenly believe in him-or don't. But well, just speaking in that context.
I guess if you really want something, you forget about fear. Otherwise, you just don't want it enough.
Friday, February 17, 2012
Thursday, February 16, 2012
To Receive
Please tell me it's not stupid to buy another lbd, because I just did.
I love them, it's becoming a collection hobby.
A short one before project time/
Not many will notice small gestures, but they do matter a lot to me.
It feels special being at the receiving end and being taken care of instead.
It is the difference between cherishing and being cherished.
And no amount of simple words can explain one thoughtful second.
I'm running out of vocabulary and grammatical ways to say this and whenever I write about this I fear the cliches might underrate what I'm trying to express.
And what I really want to deliver is, hopefully a smile to the people this entry is dedicated to.
(Jo, I don't have you inside cause the photo was bad)
I love them, it's becoming a collection hobby.
A short one before project time/
Not many will notice small gestures, but they do matter a lot to me.
It feels special being at the receiving end and being taken care of instead.
It is the difference between cherishing and being cherished.
And no amount of simple words can explain one thoughtful second.
I'm running out of vocabulary and grammatical ways to say this and whenever I write about this I fear the cliches might underrate what I'm trying to express.
And what I really want to deliver is, hopefully a smile to the people this entry is dedicated to.
(Jo, I don't have you inside cause the photo was bad)
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)




