For those of us familiar with the daily commute to the
My mind's caliber lately is like that of the of the just woken, or end of day work dulled worker / student.
With the exception of the duels with the moon , the days seem to just be slowing drumming away.
And still the count down continues... departure imminent...
I need to organize, flights, movers, housing, communications, bills, taxes, budgets.
*breathes*
Furniture, car moving, a fridge, packing, clothes, cash flow... the list goes on.
Funny, but the last time I did this, I was so much more gung ho about it.
Now, I don't feel like saying good byes.
Friends, as much as I enjoyed tonight's farewell for JL.
There's something so... final and dramatic about such events, followed by the
The climatic anti-climax if you will. As a month or 2 later,
the inevitability of life moves on and names like JL, MC and KC become, simply that, just names of the dearly departed.
You see my friends, I've done it all before, to return 3 years later to... well, I believe most of you will recognize your parts in the new friendscape i've built in the last 2 years.
So whilst I'd like to think its not goodbye and more as as see you later.
This time, perhaps I'd rather fade into night sooner and on my own terms, rather then to disappoint or be disappointed.
Cynical i know it sounds, but my friends, prove me wrong.
Please do.
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I like the concept of "see you later", it's been spoken to me in the past (hopefully the "later" is coming up soon-ish!), and methinks I lean towards your way of "fading".
just don't walk too far off into the horizon, because I only just picked up the story and what with how the couple of paragraphs I've read so far have gone, it would be a pity to have to put the book down...
friendscape... I like that!
If I could catch a rainbow
I would do it just for you,
And share with you its beauty
On the days you're feeling blue
If I could build a mountain
You could call your very own,
A place to find serenity,
A place to be alone
If I could take your troubles
I would toss them in the sea,
But all these things I'm finding
Are impossible for me
I cannot build a mountain,
Or catch a rainbow fair,
But let me be what I know best,
A friend who's always there
B
Il y a des cadeaux de beaucoup de trésors pour le jeune et vieux, des petits bibelots les plus minuscules dans de grandes boîtes remplies de l'or. Mais, remonté leur toutes et leur n'a pas pu se tenir dans le lieu, du plus grand cadeau de tout le cadeau de vous connaître. Quand vos temps sont remplis d'ennuis tristesse, peine, ou même doute, quand toutes ces choses que vous avez projetées dessus juste ne s'avèrent pas. Le tour et le regard justes derrière vous de l'endroit auquel vous vous tenez, et me recherchent par les ombres et atteignent dehors pour ma main. Je soulèverai et de vous votre fardeau et pleurer pour vous vos larmes, soutiennent la douleur de toutes vos douleurs bien qu'elle puisse avoir lieu pendant mille années. Pour à la fin je serais heureux d'vous avoir aidé commence à nouveau, il est un petit prix à payer le cadeau de vous connaître.
B
Bah Kev!
Was such bad timing last night wasn't it? Nice to have that brief cross-over though :)
What's this about fading away from people's thoughts? It sounds like you're planning to subtley withdraw from everyone's lives as if to make the farewell that much easier. Well, I'm just going to have to pester you all the way up until you leave... and while ur away :P.
Will you be keeping this blog up to date? No excuses OK? I'm thinking you may have time seeing as everything closes by 9pm hehehe
Lonely the path you have chosen
A restless road, no turning back
One day you will find your light again
Don't you know
Don't let go be strong
Follow your heart
Let your love lead through the darkness
Back to a place you once knew
I believe I believe I believe in you
Follow your dreams
Be yourself an angel of kindness
There's nothing that you cannot do
I believe I believe I believe in you
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