Twenty eight years today, and the ride becomes softer because there is no other way to live.
There is a freeing sensation beneath all the weight. There is a knowing that you hold on to as long as you hold on to the child within you. The child always knows something, the child takes life as it is but also with an underlying understanding of the comedy of it all, the unrealness of it.
I begin again, at the beginning, twenty six and fully here. I have gratitude and a deep tremulous journey ahead. A journey not outwards, to you, or to the world, but inwards into my self. Because I do not feel that different, and I suppose age goes hand in hand with time, and if you […]
Well here we are. Quarter of a century and still kicking. With the proper nutrition, and medical advances I might even live seventy five years longer. But I’m not betting on it. Whether it’s 75 more years, or just one more day I am more than blessed to be here today. I’ve always adopted a […]
Here I am, above a city, beneath a universe of stars and by the shore of familiar faces and lovely hearts. Somehow I am hurt, somehow it wasn’t as easy as I expected it to be. Sometimes the softest hearts hurt you and you have to learn how to love better, bigger and deeper. I […]
I pause at a line. It looks like an ocean, though it appears as a person too. It looks like the wall of my room, but sometimes it looks like me. I am shackled by a thought maybe even two. Three months of dancing with my favorite demons and four years of oblivious survival. Five […]
Days stand still on a ledge with their eyes closed and their palms over their ears. Every time you push one over that ledge they neither hear nor feel a thing; your days are immune to your nonchalance by now. Twenty two years of days leaving, some voluntarily and others by force. Some times you […]