Like arsenic flowing through veins, the bitter taste of lost affection meanders the soul and coaxes the mind to regain focus and purpose. To start a’fresh, to find youthful innocence and lustful vigour…
…to breathe the bark of a blackened and charred tree, to taste a strawberry for the very first time. Life circulates. Smiles infect.
Saturday, 12th December, 2009 at 9:28pm
Although the bark overrides all senses, the smile is still infectious.
Saturday, 12th December, 2009 at 10:26pm
Very poetic
Saturday, 12th December, 2009 at 10:44pm
It wasn’t meant to be, oddly enough. It’s about asking a girl out, which although started to go well on Thursday and Friday, ultimately went wrong on Saturday. When I read it back to myself (on the Thursday), it sorta sounded strange enough to be called poetry.
I can’t quite decide if it’s meant to portray happiness or sadness (it was written at a time of happiness, but now reminds me of something a little sad), which in itself is quite poetic, I guess.
Anyway, what do I know? More wine and Haagen Dazs…
Sunday, 13th December, 2009 at 12:52pm
At least you had the courage to ask… But please, Ben & Jerrys all the way
Sunday, 13th December, 2009 at 1:16pm
It wasn’t courage, it was stupidity.
But today’s a different day. The sun is shining and I just got back from a run on the beach. Although I keep forgetting how far Hengistbury Head and Bournemouth are from each other. But my head is now clear and I think I worked off all the ice cream.
Friday, 1st January, 2010 at 3:29am
I cannot believe I actually showed this post to someone, willingly, comments n’ all. But in case I don’t record the evening at a later date, I need to make note that although I rarely celebrate New Year’s Eve, I thoroughly enjoyed missing the actual event and checking my phone (for the time) to realise it was 00:02.
Great company, beautiful company, fun evening. Must do again soon. Thank you to the person-who-shall-remain-anonymous. And thank you for listening and understanding. Of all the people, I was most afraid of you finding out. But I am happy, I told someone, I spoke about it. And I feel great for it. I also learned a lot, laughed a lot, and it’s now 3.30am – I must sleep. And don’t worry, no one reads this drivel.
And for the record (a phrase I type more than I speak) I’ve only enjoyed one glass of wine. My sobriety is intact.
Friday, 1st January, 2010 at 11:46pm
Then you drank a lot less then me last night – and yes, at least one person reads…
Really glad you had a good evening…
Saturday, 2nd January, 2010 at 11:41am
Likewise Tom, I hope you had a great night and a late morning on the 1st.
Saturday, 2nd January, 2010 at 12:26pm
It was fun, and yes, it was a nice relaxed morning start too – even if I did wake up alone in my sleeping bag…
Saturday, 2nd January, 2010 at 12:39pm
Hehe, I woke up to my boss ringing me as I was late for work (had to change the VAT rate on the cash registers). D’oh!