halfacupoftea

freedom is the freedom to choose whose slave you want to be.

Sunday, June 25, 2006

26/06/06

I am a hundred different shades of tired tonight. A hundred kinds of lonesome.
In the back of my mind I have a feeling that I have lost something.
(And I suspect I know what it is.)

Tonight I am resigned the way a pebble meeting the toe of a kicking shoe is resigned.

Escape just might be one flight away. But what hurts is the knowledge that I have myself to return to.

6 Comments:

Blogger Mina said...

pshaw, look who's talking :)


(yay i found you!)

1:01 AM  
Blogger Mina said...

ps: am sorry about your phuppo.

1:01 AM  
Blogger mercury said...

Welcome, Mina :)
Puppho's in peace now. Damn cancer.

12:41 PM  
Anonymous Mina said...

I swear. Have lost too many precious people to it.

11:17 PM  
Blogger Kat said...

the writing is achingly beautiful!

12:19 PM  
Blogger Kat said...

the writing is achingly beautiful!

12:21 PM  

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