Thursday, December 17, 2009
realization.
perhaps it was and is the point of realization. that whatever happened probably should not. and thus the situation. thinking about that, does it really matter whatever inference i make since..the realization is only on my part? maybe it doesn't. and it probably shouldn't. there should be another point you have to cross. before you're safe on the shores of resolution and clarity, that no matter how big the waves and how near they are, you will never step into them again without a life vest.
somehow this holidays seem to be really draggy and endless. the fact is as much as i enjoy the break, the slackness, i cannot stand the emptiness, the void, the fact of disconnection. i would much rather get back to school. slog to death not knowing how many deadlines there will be, when will those deadlines end, get frustrated over group reports, presentations, projects, than this.
which is why i've decided to finally ask my father about the german course i've been wanting to take ever since bergen. it's high time i started.
no time and space can come between two people.that is if they are meant to be.
if everywhere you turn
you are enveloped by the time and space between you
how do you determine if it can come between you.
if it can ever be.
if it is meant to be.
perhaps it is not for you to determine.
it is for time to tell you.
"who can say where the road goeswhere the day flows.only time.who can say why your heart sighswhen your love lies.only time."i just haven't met you yet.