:/ there are so many things running through my mind now.
the unbearable lightness of being. is true love idealised. means and ends. where am i going. is friendship better sustained over constant communication or long lulls. who am i. school is ending. how do i write personal skills for bio pract. whats with the rat race. i feel like drinking mango tango and eating wasabi. was cutting my hair really an emotional repair/fix/mend in action. what is femininity. frangipanis are pretty but poisonous. does that mean something. is it love or ideals or social conditioning that sustains communication and relationships. what does it mean to lose a friendship. can people just drift apart. should i re-decorate my room. i really like that shattered-glass mirror. and i am getting addicted to 'beautiful girl'. its replaying in my head. eeek :/
but most of all,
the emotion, bitterness
i'm glad i finally identified it, after so long.
i can finally put a Word to it.
( i need words to firmly stick my emotions in place, otherwise i feel all mixed-up and icky like a octopus-jellyfish-seaweed.)
IT is as bitter as the 85% dark chocolate i relish
and the very bitterness of the illy black coffee i savour every weekend morning
and its aftertaste lingers in your mouth,
not unpleasant;
bitter-sweet.
bitter yet thankful -
un moment à se rappeler
. a moment to remember.
