It was a Sunday Morning to remember.
It was around 7.30 when I woke up today.
Mornings can be so productive. Particularly when the first thing I did is of course:
Pick up Hamlet.
Literature is my energy.
Music is my life.
Art is my form of expression.
Heh. I bet many people can say that about themselves.
Then it started raining. And its not the drizzling kind...
There is already a certain calm about mornings.. and the rain. It gave the morning calm a little something. Something more. And I like it.
Altogether, it had been peaceful and calm.
Even now.
Something major happened today.
I am suddenly not attached anymore.
As some of us people here know. I am married. Legally.
By name, by status.
In every aspect.
Right now I am not married in every aspect anymore.
Why?
I saw it coming. And then.
It just happened.
The space steadily builds up. And suddenly you're so far apart you don't even know why you're still there.
Everything needs to be rearranged.
At the same time. Alot needs to stay the same because we're gonna be staying under the same roof.
I really don't know how it works.
Just know that it has a 90 percent chance of working out.
I don't know whether to laugh or cry but the songs that were playing when I was speaking out my feelings to Eric were in these in sequence:
Eva by Nightwish
Meadows Of Heaven by Nightwish
Stand By Me by Oasis
Stop Crying Your Heart Out by Oasis ( was doing the opposite by then )
Little By Little by Oasis
She Is Love by Oasis
Songbird by Oasis
Morning Glory by Oasis
Don't look back in Anger by Oasis
And the aftermath was ..
Champagne Supernova by Oasis
"Someday you will find me, caught beneath a landslide, in a champagne supernova in the sky."
By the time its over.
I opened YouTube and looked up Linkin Park and started playing their old songs.
Maybe its my way of tracing back my roots.. or maybe its just.. to show myself how far I've come from that little girl who used to play numb over and over again when shes upset.
The maturity of musical sense.
Ahh.
Do we really have to read so deep into a simple act?
Anyway, gotta go and get ready for work and have some food.
Chao.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
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You seem pretty excited about your new found freedom. Good luck.
Literature, music, art. I share none of your passion in any of those and probably never will.
Might have helped if I had. Or not. Who knows.
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