My bubble was burst. Less then 24 hours ago, I was so happy and excited, full of exuberance that I couldn't sleep the entire night thinking about going home. But then came complications of sorts, which I will not elaborate more because I reckon it will only make the light dimmer.
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I want to build a tree house, where the wind will sweep in from time to time. I will be friends with the wind, and it will follow me everywhere. I will make friends with the tree, and all its inhabitants. And whenever there are people I don't want to see calling out my name, I will just lay in the quiet, cosy nook, and if they happen to come by close, I will pull up the ladder, and I don't have to get down if I don't want to, they don't have to climb up either. It will be a svelte idea.
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I just want to dig a hole, cover it with nice smelling blankets, crisp and clean, smelling like fresh laundry. There I will be in an imaginary land, where all that matters is just me, and basically what I like to do. No assignments, no unwanted pressure and no silly thoughts.
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Yours Truly
- tiffanywernyi
- i grin without upper lips
Ye Ol' Pal(1991-3000)
3 gnomes:
Beautiful.
p/s I wasn't aware that you had a blog here!
-kristine
thanks(im gonna edit the helo chipmunks and squirrel thing tho) hehe. i might just abandon the old blog.
nice and decriptive, loved it.
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