Wednesday, January 10, 2007
Fisherman.Sorry for the long hiatus, but lately been feeling rather transparent. Like all the layers of me is slowly peeling off, leaving me almost bare, standing here with my aching heart in my hands. Ugh, this is how I feel.The time will come, when, with elation,you will greet yourself arriving,at your own door, in your own mirror,and each will smile at the other's welcome,and say, sit here. Eat,you will love again the stranger who was yourself,Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart,to itself, to the stranger who has loved you,All your life, whom you ignored,for another, who knows you by heart,take down the love letters from the bookshelf,the photographs, the desperate notes,peel your own image from the mirror,Sit. Feast on your life.I feel like Im losing myself....To top that off, Ive recently been forced to drop one of my resolutions and gain, not one, but a blady amount of everything not-Jihan, who I and everyone who ever knows/knew me know I will never do.Oh and I pumped petrol for the first and hopefully the last time yesterday! My babes would be proud of me. =)P/s- Dont ask me about the freakin title.