Even as the smell of coffee slowly makes it up my brain, I can see it will be a hazy day...perhaps nature reflects our moods, as great romantic poets posed....night was interrupted by a call, which I still try to understand... a bit hard to put together the crying I heard when my brain was screaming that it did not want to be bothered for it needed the coma-induced sleep the melatonin tablet had given it....
I'd rather be in another country, Italy perhaps? If only that could guarantee the past few days would be forgotten...but I must also admit, trials and tribulations are needed to force us into growth, into new perspectives, however painful they might initially seem....one day you are a certain someone's future, only to find yourself being that person's past, and you seem to be the last one to learn about it.... but that too, is ok... it too shall pass
Now, when precisely will that be? It certainly can't be soon enough but we must accept the fact that it will happen when we finally embrace the change it has thrown us into... this too shall pass....
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