I’ll follow you into the dark.

It’s your birthday today;

Thank you for making my days a little brighter and unexpected. It’s been an adventure, and I’m looking forward to watching it all unfold. Even if it means having to ’see’ you in pixels and hear you in smses and crappy phone connections, it’s all good; still, you’re such a joy in my life. Here’s to you, and all of your 20[something] years, I pray that you learn to live all of it with purpose and meaning; living life, loving life. There’s so much more ahead of you, look straight and be excited; I’m excited! Happy Birthday darling; have an awesome day. And I know you’ll love your present

<3,
Me.

Stick and stones.

8am, the alarm rings. It’s the first song we play everytime we get into the car. Doesn’t matter if we’re feeling happy or sad, that song has to be played. You said, perhaps we should change the cd, I said, no, let’s keep it the way it is. So now, the song still plays, first thing.

I would love if circumstances didn’t keep changing, and somethings stayed the same. But just like the seasons, perhaps we have to go on. Everyday is one huge risk you take, to live, to breathe the air. If there was so much certainty in life, then why dream anymore? To pursue bigger things, and to strive for the more than.

In the midst of all the buzz that’s been happening around me- puzzle pieces falling into place and others vanishing- I wish that somethings were more certain than others. Then you said, don’t worry about things that haven’t happened yet; and you know I can’t help it.

I hate seeeing you in pixels.

I said, you can’t! it’s not allowed! There’s no such thing as more. You said, I feel I do. You can’t define an undefinable word, it’s not fair. You said, too bad; I’ve done it.

I think, there could be what you call more than; and it’s worth dreaming about.

These sticks and stones ain’t all that makes a home;

Whaddya know.

Things are probably falling into place faster than imagined or hoped for. I’m not gonna say it yet because it’s really not anywhere yet. But it’s moving! Definitely, so let’s just hope and pray that all goes fantastically in the next few months (:

First day.

We’ve rearranged the house; new years, new chapters all need new beginnings. The trusty table stays in the same spot though, still cluttered as usual. I’m sitting and finding it oddly, quiet. I’ve tried to play some music to recreate the noises that wake me up every morning, but I can’t. I woke up real late today simply because there was no one home; no sounds of our big oak door opening and closing, the bell and the phones ringing at the same time, Dad’s heavy footsteps pacing up and down the corridor; etc. I’m missing this familiar place, but maybe for once I actually miss, home.

I want to sit and reminisce about the wonderful summer of 2008-09; but the real world calls, and it’s time to step back into reality.