“I’m being quiet, or trying to be. I’ve been trying to separate anger, and frustration, from pain and I’m prepared to surrender. No more theories, however impractical my mind could be. No more worries, hopefully. What about nightmares and memories – how to deal with them gracefully?” (En savoir plus)
Tag: london
Fading
“Is this the price? You pay. For not choosing. To walk. In a previous scenario. Where the weather was rough. The road was dark. But the distance was short. Potentially short. And you said yes. To a fast drive. That took you. To this transit…” (En savoir plus)
I have nothing, Paris
“Do you even want to be with me knowing how unlight I can be, or am I only this heavy because I’m not there with you, fully? Either way, how can I even breathe regularly knowing that my lung and my heart belong to your bohemian air?…” (En savoir plus)
I don’t miss Paris
“…I can dream when I’m here, about anything; I just close my eyes, regulate my breathing, sometimes put on some non-jazz music, and see what I want to achieve and I know I’ll achieve it, like all the things I’ve achieved without you since I left you…” (En savoir plus)
L for London
” I am with you now; I’m in this with you. I no longer want to be a hero; I don’t want to be rescued anymore. I just want to breathe and grow…..” (En savoir plus)
Me in a Sunday night movie
“Can you imagine how I felt after? If you can’t, just take my word for it: I felt ah-mazingly inspired! So inspired that I decided to skip the train and walk home instead. Bloody google map told me to follow a straight line for less than two miles and I took its word for it. Little did I know what it meant by a straight line was a long dark alleyway parallel to the railway…” (En Savoir plus)
Cigarettes after sex after a run
“Many times, all I need to do is remember the feeling I get from the aftermath: it’s always—I mean always, good…” (En Savoir Plus)
Imagined Paris 