Sunday, February 17, 2008
Big deal...
If you want to build a ship, don't herd people together to collect wood and don't assign them tasks and work, but rather teach them to long for the endless immensity of the sea.
I don't always remember what dreams come to me in the night but the ones that I do remember almost always involve the sea.
I dream of hallways, windows, doors and beaches.
I dream of the cool breeze, the warm sun and a sad story about a girl.
Love is only for the lovely and such a glamourous thing to waste. No one likes to see a pretty face sad.
I dream of palm trees, curling waves and saying goodbye.
I dream about plan B, the borders of Mexico and taking chances on living what's left.
Then I wake up alone and wash my face. I don't want to live forever, and I don't want to know myself better.
Big deal.
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2 comments:
You keep getting better and better at this playing with words thing... I love it.
Thanks Emma but I think mary jane deserves most of the credit..lol
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