Wondering where I went (Part 5)
In the corner of my room used to lurk a swirl of photographs beginning by my desk and finishing near my door. It consisted of images of places, of people, of dreams and memories.
Some are still up, others are hidden.
Sometimes you don't want to remember or look. You can't crave all of the past....Sometimes you want to forget.
Sometimes you want to forget her face.
Sometimes you want to forget long gone dreams.
posted by Wild Tea Party at 5/25/2006 11:35:00 PM
3 Comments:
There is a time for remember and a time for the future. These 2 periods are not opposite. The one feeds the other ... I like the view from the down.
thanks hun!
you know i did wonder where on earth you went to Ella. I wrote a suicide letter the other day..I felt like I had stopped living for what I belived in and became a casualty in the hospital of manotonous life.
A death of only part of me tht made me not like them. the death of the shinning star that anounced my birth.
then I thought..... gees this is boring and went out for lunch. I wuld love to swop this South African Winter for Paris in spring!
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