Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Is Eating Undercooked Oatmeal Bad

Grey Unknown 365 days

[New York Movie- Edward Hooper]

The year was ending. He had been an intense year that there was no doubt. I knew it was a very special year.

some time walking very thoughtful, very intimate. He seemed to be conducting a comprehensive balance of himself, his life. As if it was rethinking the way forward.

lit a cigarette while passing through his mind happy moments, wonderful feelings that had a silly grin on his face. He remembered days when the illusion endowed with wings on each step. Days when she felt strong and wanted, loved, capable of anything.

whitish remove smoke cigarette while fucking remember days, very fucked up, in which up to every morning no sense and in which each step weighed wrongful conviction. He recalled waiting in vain, desperate thoughts. Remembered questions, thoughts, frustrations ... Another

set, remember the laughter, secrets, surprise, illusions, cool, longing, desire, nerves, eyes, appointments, complicity, frustrations, sex, tears, distance, fear , encounters, missed, reunions, hugs, doubts, kisses, luck found, good and bad, the twist of fate, complications. Remembered words, writings, whispers, touching, smells, gestures, affection, groans ...

smoked and remembered.

had been a very special, very alive and very vivid, three hundred sixty-five days have ended and that, despite everything, I'd like to live.


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