Stolen Hearts. Vintage Souls

Monday, August 2, 2010

I can't play this game forever; I will never really leave

I tell people i like things and holding hands.
Secretly, however, I doodle on my knickers with a sharpie; and eat crumpets in bed.
I adore the little affairs that reside my life.
I ove potential in humans.
I own a lot of leather and black lace.
I wish i could pout provocatively.
I like flesh coloured hosiery; but everyone tells me its a faux pas.




To get a rainbow; first you must have sunshine at the same time as rain.
Sometimes it is only when we face the worst we realise the best.
The power of my imagination is strong enough to turn my dreams into something real.
Unfortunately my current circumstances are not so accommodating and I am required to pick up the pace before I am ready.
I am feeling challenged as instability continues to plaque me.
I would prefer not to have to worry about which parts of my life may fall apart and what that might mean to me in my present position.
But I cannot enjoy the luxury of consistency now;
I must float downstream on the currents of change and observe how I react to these surroundings.


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