2005-10-21
hold fast
if i knew what do say, i would say it.
seeing as i don't, here we are.
we either comprehend or defend. little beyond that, sometimes.
if these walls could talk of this elongated weekend, they would tell the tale of a girl blasting music and dancing around her empty house in her underwear, singing really loud and out of key and not giving a damn in so many ways.
and they would say more, too.
i guess i'm lucky that the can't speak.
i like talking and listening with the people that i know. you know who you are. and i truly appreciate you.
the leaves there are awesome. i like watching them fall. in a way, it's like witnessing a death. but it's a very subtle death, a death without grave response, their perishing is expected, accepted, and understood. so many fall as i sit there for a few moments that it's hard to believe they aren't all gone by now.
i like the smell of 'em. and the yellow colour- it's really pleasant. this weekend calls for a mondo pile.
i'm a little frustrated that i am getting less accomplished this weekend than i wanted to. but i think it will all work out.
i wrote my own version years ago. here it is.
hold fast to your dreams
they'll take you where you want to go
to accomplish and succeed
as your heart will learn and grow.never let go of the tiniest wish
for your fortune may come true
with a little luck and some fate
but the rest is up to you.
leesah-likes at 10:39 a.m.