Sunday, July 25, 2010
The Goodbye Man
The Goodbye Man acts too late. The Goodbye Man had the possibilites he just couldn't live with it. He was too afraid or ignorant.
The Goodbye Man tends to forget you but when you are leaving he's there to farewell you as he was your number 1 through the years.
The Goodbye Man chooses wrong. Somehow he senses those who would go away. Without recognition he slowly begins showing emotions. By the time you have to go he's a desperate dreamer.
The Goodbye Man never learns from his mistakes. The Goodbye Man is at his best when he's left alone.
A Goodbye Man that's what I am.
Photo: Goodbye my lover by korny pnk
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Interruption
So I was listening to this and was song totally out of this world when an email came from the landlady. Pulled me back to the place named Earth...
Monday, May 17, 2010
From a dentist's chair
(Ok, it was just a wisdom teeth removal, but I hardly go to doctors so for me, yes, it was a big one)
I intended to think something positive. Some catchy, moving moment, that could carry me away from the chair of the dentist, from that rainy Monday, when such things as ’1 hour later’ or ’we go to the bar this night’ seemed miles and miles away.
Loaded with a dozen of such things I sat down with a bit of a despair in my eyes, the one you see in an animal’s eye when it is surrounded and stucked to the corner.
And then I tried. And tried. But couldn’t recall nothing that would saved me from those moments of massacre. So I asked the question: ’Is it how I live my life? Is it really that poor? Am I just trying to hide this fact with the weekday activities, have and havent's or is that really me?’
3 weeks later a girl told me she had come back from abroad for her boyfriend. She just cut the tape, and left everything behind...
Photo: Thinking by Fares4uae
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Blogging Pause
It's hard to think about algebra when all you can think about is food. Says a wallpaper with a dangerously thin African girl on it.
The same thing is true for me, my tooth hurts so much I can not think about anything else right now. I'll have the surgery in 2 weeks though... Hope I will survive somehow and blog again. Stay tuned! :)
Picture from: http://alternativenayk.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/pause.jpg
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
The Tale of a Tooth
I woke up that night not knowing what would happen in the following hours. There was an unsure pain in the left side of my mouth but I didn't want to bother myself with such a negligible phenomenon.
Later, the bells of 2 o'clock found me in my bed, so awaken that I had never been before. My tooth was aching so much that I was desperatly hitting the ground to deflect my attention. I went out to the closet to check what's going on in my mouth but by the time when I got back, my whole body was shaking and cold sweat covered me. Following a painkiller, the cold sweat turned into hot, then cold again. It went on for a while.
Now, what do you do when you don't know what's happening, you're lost and need help? What does an almost grown up man do when he lost his sense of time, and doesn't know what to do?
He goes and cry to his mommy.
Yes, no matter how old you are, how much money you have, how far you are from your family, when the world collapses they are there for you. And all of us should be glad for them.
And at the end of the day I think there's only one thing: Family. You, as a parent or a child it's the same safe net enusuring not to hit the ground.
Photo: .Hit the floor by Dark-lil-Angel
Monday, March 1, 2010
Pretenders
- You ok?
No I'm not. I feel that I'm ovewhelmed, burned out and pretending that everything's fine for me. My batteries are running low and I can't find the charger. I'm jealous, desperate and alone. I want to cry for help, but too proud to do that. I want to talk, talk, talk, ask questions, and hear the ultimate answer, believe that what I'm doing is the right one, and that it will be rewarded. I want a morning to share.
- I'm fine, you?
- Pretty well, thank you.
Photo: Imposed Captivity 2 by Contrastique
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
"What's the point then?"
- Aren't you afraid you will gain weight? - asked the girl horrified, next to me as she watched my collegue eating a cake packed with loads of sugar.
- Come on, it's just a cake. I won't deny it just because some stupid magazine told me. What's the point of living then?
It's not what you deny that makes you a better person, but the... Complete the sentence as you wish.
Photo: Fruit on a plate TheRedGirl
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