I have absolutely nothing to write about. It isn't for lack of trying.
Nothing seems to stir up my imagination here. Maybe i haven't looked closely enough. Maybe i am still adjusting. Maybe it will get better. I am counting on it. I am not sure what will happen if i cannot write. I can't say its all i have. But it is all i have that is truly mine...undiluted, uninhibited...
It's not about missing home anymore. Its what i seem to have left behind that shadows my life. It gets worse - i have no clue what was left behind. Maybe if i did, i would find a way to get it back.
Be happy people...
Song of the day: U2- All that you can't leave behind.
And in the multitude of many (unknown) questions, unexpected answers might just fall out....
ReplyDeletei hope so...hello u!
ReplyDeleteThis is a very confusing post. haha
ReplyDeleteIts what you seem to have left behind... yet you have no clue. lol | Stop looking back jor! lol
- LDP
@professeur...its hard oh! but am working on it.
ReplyDeleteDearest, its a phase. You will get past it. *Hugs* It has happened to me loads of times
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