beautiful day
i'm coming down with something
oh sweet lady luck, smile on me won't you? you change the tides so quickly i can barely catch up!
madame butterfly, don't kill yourself. it's not worth it.
i just can't seem to understand enough. everything is just a blip of what could be. every interaction is just a gate way, every message is the introduction to a story. all these things waiting to be uncovered. yet time, so finite, requires us to choose what we learn, what investigate, but how? how do we choose to follow up one thing and neglect the others?
performance tomorrow ANd the day after. 7 different pieces. am i ready? sweetie i've been ready since day one.
yes, i will be fairly dressed up tomorrow. yes i did just clean my dress pants in my bathtub.
madame butterfly, i love you
i miss you, chia. but i know that time stops for no one. i know that my life can't wait. something about everything that kills me and empowers me. How? i'll never know. i push on, forward. each day a new opportunity. one day, i'll be walking along and in comes chiarita, and things will be just grand. i'll walk in, twice. i will see familiar faces and we will dance a waltz, yes? until then this night shadows us, like the gold covers the wheat. i will be here, but i won't be here forever. you're in my heart, always.
just, please, wish me luck.
oh grey cloud in the sky, please tell me why
why
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