Five Days & Counting
Sorry for the long break. I spent a week down in the beautiful South of France. It was good, overall. The landscapes were beautiful, the smells were sweet, the company was good.
I am five days before departure. It's a constant whilrwind of emotions: apprehension, excitement, melancholy, nostalgia, hope, disappointment. It's hard. But also not a big deal. Part of me can't wait to get out of here; a big part of me. But there's that little part of me that still wants to hang on to the security of friendships I have here.
And it's a weird thing, that, because I'm overly sensitive these days. Which explains the wide range of emotions.
Ugh. I wish we humans weren't so... what's the word.... thick headed?
posted by Thais at 2:29 AM
2 Comments:
Heard a song today by jason harwell. It made me think of you
It is the sound of the passing times
The echo of the sad goodbyes
It is the laughter that fades away
Oh, but to my future I look today
See, the time has come now to say goodbye
To saddle up my horse and ride
Into the sunset beyond the hill
From what I’ve known to what I will
It beckons me now to blindly go
To rest my faith in what I know
Not having seen now with my own eyes
But having felt here by my side
My feet may not return to stand on
The soil of my father’s hand
But if I want to know what’s beyond that hill
If I never go I never will
A chance to become what I am
The one til now I have not been
Though I fear these changing times
If I don’t seek I’ll never find
The hills may fall and the sun won’t set
But to fear it all is the worst regret
The gift of life is a promised death
But it’s a life that’s not over yet
This life is not over yet.
Je t'aime! :) Pack bien, et surtout, n'oublies pas ta bouee de sauvetage! Car, n'oublions pas, elle peut sauver une vie, lorsque tu te retrouves dans la savanne de antouanetta! Welcome to Savannah.
Ps. Who, exactly, will tame your wild horses?!
besoin de verifier:)
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