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Saturday, November 04, 2006

spin

so what if he's singing in the background, i can still hear what you're saying. and if your heart is breaking, remember all those years of walking. it kinda seems okay to want nothing in the begining, but as you get to the end you realize what you've been missing.

if i don't remember word for word, i still know what you meant. there are things bigger than this, but to small for us to see. doesn't mean that they don't exist, it just means we choose to be free, from a certain reality. i haven't walked casually in a long time, always hurrying to get to my destination, calculating in my head, trying to analyze the outcome of every step south, east, north or west from the last step i took. if ever i said something wrong, i'd go back to figuring out my mistake and then pay less attention to the present. more mistakes, multiple calculations and eventually a big screw up so neatly composed into the living and breathing life that is me. move one hair strand out of place and everything comes crashing down.

natasha took a picture at 6:35 PM | walking around in circles (1)

1 Comments:

I can relate to it
one small mistake n everything over...struggling hard to make things ok again clinging...
now i think i m writing in my post:P

By Blogger lizzie, 11/04/2006 10:47 PM  

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