Thursday, January 05, 2006

episode 20

I am in the process of learning to be patient.

I'm not sure if I should call my current state 'acceptance' or 'resignation'.

But I wait. I hope. And I believe.

I look back at old things, listen to old songs, collect old CDs...

What is there to chase after? Lost things.

What is there to wait for? Dreams to materialise.

There are too many promises, too little space...and I want to watch everything with my very own eyes.

And so, weary eyes speak of rainswept days
Though the light has not dimmed in my eyes
While pain and suffering is written
All across my face.