Thursday

now I'm a fat house cat nursing my sore blunt tongue

I don't know how to put words to it, or that If I should, but everything feels strangely familiar. Like last night, if you haven't noticed the skies was full of stars, and so I pulled out my notebook and started tracing dots - to whatever pattern they appeared up above me, tiny constellations I'm not quite sure the names of. It made me think of grandpa. And a dream that I once has been a sailor, or a friend of a sailor, or a poet and guitarist combined, could it be real? I wonder.
And then there's this feeling inside me, a hunch maybe, that everything is starting to get better. I want it to be, and so it shall be.

how are you, dears?

4 comments:

  1. I love looking at the stars too. I want to learn more constellations, but finding Southern Hemisphere star maps is a pain.

    I hope things are indeed on the mend now and keep getting better quickly.

    Love you lots <3

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    1. Peri! I hope you are here, it's insane, I can see shapes from here.. It's really pretty! xx Love!

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  2. It must be November. Something about this month stirs up all these familiar feelings and dreams. I don't know, hehe. Things will get better. Just keep those beautiful, hopeful eyes of yours gazing ahead. ♥

    I am tired, sore, and a little bit apathetic. But overall very well. :)

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  3. it sucks a bit, when our questions arent answered... =/

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It feels like my heart has been bewitched by you and is keeping track of time on it's own.