I am nobody's little weasel
For the first time, I feel like I have not met the person that I am in Love with. This is a little bit scary but it's also invigorating.
What is she doing right now? Is she asleep dreaming of where I am?
What will she do tomorrow? Homework? Laundry? Dance in the snow or on a beach or to her headphones in a secret place?
What book is she reading? What is her favourite dinosaur? When it is warm, does she roll down her windows and sing to the night when her heart is swept up in a moment of joy?
Watching Amélie tonight with my sister, I wondered what kind of happenstance might run our paths together.
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I am nobody's little weasel.
I am drying my face before the acid rain burns my face.
Tomorrow I will be thinking of a new story then get stressed for not working on my project.
I read In cold blood and it scared the hell out of me. Capote writes beutifully.
I liked the vegetarian dinasaur with the long neck when I was younger...
When it's warm, I usually go for a walk or just randomly stare and think and often I stand in the way of people...cos I forget there are people around me. More often than not I listen to music, hours on end.
I think you are gonna meet her, hate her, then like her, then love her, then lose her, then look for her, and then and then.....will it be too late? will it be perfect? will it go on forever or end? who knows. But that sort of oscillatory pattern is what I envisage for you. Sounds like fun!
Happy Valentines Eve.
I wonder if I have suddenly met her
in the dark
and across the stars
?
Truman Capote said it perfectly ('Other Voices, Other Rooms').
'What we want most is only to be held...and told...that everything (everything is a funny thing, is baby milk and Papa's eyes, is roaring logs on a cold morning, is hoot-owls and the boy who makes you cry after school, is Mama's long hair, is being afraid, and twisted faces on the bedroom wall)...everything is going to be all right.'
It took me while to get over that sentence. Although I only came across your blog by accident, and recently, you seem to have that aura of 'everything is going to be all right', which I like. Know that you have a friend somewhere who is staring and thinking of your words and song and aggravating people by standing still/walking too slow. Maybe one day I'll get in your way or you'll somehow know me from somewhere and we'll talk and lose time....I'll drop by once in a while.
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