It is an hour later and I'm already embarassed by my emotional outburst.
But I won't take it down, tempted as I am.
My finger hovered over the delete entry button. But, I'll leave it. If for no other reason then as a reminder to me of how intense my feelings can be.
I'm shocked by how crushed I can get. How emotional.
How powerful the things you feel can be.
So, I leave it up as a reminder to all of us. I don't know what exactly it will remind each of you of. Or how it will make you think. I know what it reminds me of. I know what it will make me think of. I know it will remind me of the right answer. I know the moments it will make me think of.
"So, come sit on my wall
And read me the story of O
And tell it like you still believe
That the end of the century
Brings a change for you and me
Nothing unusual, nothing's changed
Just a little older that's all
You know when you've found it,
There's something I've learned'
Cause you feel it when they take it away
Something unusual, something strange
Comes from nothing at all
But I'm not a miracle
And you're not a saint
Just another soldier
On the road to nowhere"
2 Comments:
Take the Damien Rice CD out of the tray, and plunk in some REM or perhaps even some Enya...
Music can amplify aspects of a situation. Distort perspective and adjust reality. Use that power in a positive manner Tali.
The world. Keeps on Spinning -Red Hot Chili Peppers.
Rather disputable.
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