The heart is also blue
1 week ago
Thursday, July 19, 2007
the monsoon breeze through my bedroom window
The waft is continuous, smooth and gentle, making me more aware of myself, from the soles of my feet, to my knees, the back of my palm, to the wetness in my hair. Yet the same thoughts set sail. I should have started this Trinity music thing fifteen years ago. Should have read more and known better - all stacks are growing. The movies still lying unwatched, only dusted once a month.
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Really. But as I've grown older they've turned from regrets to just something lesser. The range is huge though. From sketching to playing music to reading and picking up some sport to blah blah. So no focus even there as you can tell!
At least you've started na. That's not maybe as good as starting 15 years back but much better than not starting at all! Theek bola?
Still running these days? In the monsoon wind!?
and i've picked up 15 more titles
perhaps the way you appreciate things now may not have been the same fifteen years ago. there's always a reason for all things. the reason, of course, is something each individual interprets for himself. perhaps being where you are now, how are now, what you are now...makes the takeaway that much more significant than it might have been a decade and a half ago. but then, extrapolations can be made into another pasttime altogether. so best is, live each day, distill it moment to moment, inhale it completely and exhale through your expressions.
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