Sunday, 4 May 2008
here comes the sun, seriously
Thursday, 1 May 2008
Recessed into the walls
I decided to finish Murakami's Dance, Dance, Dance in my room until the sun came up but my instincts weren't sharp at night, maybe only that night. I had spent too much time during the day juggling with words and giving my brain a good rummage to complete 2 summaries. When I read them back, they seem so rundown and the words are an absolute mismatch. That's always the result of procrastinating and reminded me of how I had been dawdling to that day. I make whoppers.
Last Saturday was Pave's birthday and we had a ball of time. I still couldn't grasp the idea of being 19 in October. I remembered that a minute ago, I had been too woozy to stand on myself and always had that extra arms to shield me and had it near my chest. I find it much easier to breathe. I wanted to feel myself smiling from the inside out during this phase of coming out from a shell and taking a peek at the rotating life and Earth.
