Thursday, June 17, 2010

I have laughed and cried and cussed and slept since then,

I tell myself it's okay.
Obviously it's not.

In quiet moments I find I am riddled with self-doubt, like so much emotional Swiss cheese. I stepped out into the warm air tonight and saw an airplane's lights twinkling above the crescent moon.

~"can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars/
I could really use a wish right now"~

3 comments:

Charlene said...

Lovely description.

Finding a quiet time is getting more and more rare these days, so you got to use the time well.

nittisha said...

that was really a nice metaphor...loved it
im nittisha just was browsing bt couldnt leave without a comment..its worth it

Belle said...

What happens when you have too much quiet time?

In my case, nothing good happens (he he he) since I "over think" what shouldn't be given so much importance :)


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