"we are motionless"

wonderous thing

dreams of tomorrow
bursting with flavor

There are days when life seems to drag on slowly, second by second, minute by minute. Luckily today is not one of those days. For the past week I've felt as if everything has been passing by so quickly, too quickly if you know what I mean. I have so much I want to do, and so little time.

To write, to read, to dance, to sing--capturing life's little moments and staring it straight in the eye. I would say days like these are hard to come by but I don't think they really are. I think they've always been there, just waiting for us to realize and give a little wave back.

I am going to try harder now. To not let the fear overcome me. To go for what I want. To be happy, to be sad. To love, to lose.

Little by little, breaking down the walls of steel and realizing that it's nothing more but dust in the wind.

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23 December 2011 8:35:00 AM


"this time is ours"
"Here's what I think, Mr. Wind-Up Bird," said May Kasahara. "Everybody's born with some different thing at the core of their existence. And that thing, whatever it is, becomes like a heat source that runs each person from the inside. I have one too, of course. Like everybody else. But sometimes it gets out of hand. It swells or shrinks inside me, and it shakes me up. What I'd really like to do is find a way to communicate that feeling to another person. But I can't seem to do it. They just don't get it. Of course, the problem could be that I'm not explaining it very well, but I think it's because they're not listening very well. They pretend to be listening, but they're not, really. So I get worked up sometimes, and I do some crazy things."



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