I wonder how I didn’t notice it before. Days turned into weeks and weeks into months, 2009 had come to a close.
When I look back, my memory gives away. It gets harder and harder to recall how many waves actually made it to my shore- just a few…. leaves me with a bitter taste in my mouth.
I fervently pray for a tempest this New Year, a tempest with a fury causing unlimited waves to crash against the shore and make me want for more…
I can feel it brewing already, the mind is laden with grey clouds waiting to burst...The only question is when….
Bring on 2010!
When I look back, my memory gives away. It gets harder and harder to recall how many waves actually made it to my shore- just a few…. leaves me with a bitter taste in my mouth.
I fervently pray for a tempest this New Year, a tempest with a fury causing unlimited waves to crash against the shore and make me want for more…
I can feel it brewing already, the mind is laden with grey clouds waiting to burst...The only question is when….
Bring on 2010!
My dear, you should try your hand at poetry cause your prose is cryptic enough :)
ReplyDeleteBut dont we are all hopeless optimists arent we? Year after year we believe something will be different and I think thats what get us through life
So I like taking photo everytime. It reminds me a lot when turning the pages of a album.
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