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Tuesday, May 17, 2005

The Ups & Downs

These days, life just seems like a series of 'ups' and 'downs', which sometimes follow each other far too quickly for me to keep up.
The 'downs' tire me..the 'ups' - even more so.

When did happiness become something you had to work for? When did happiness become something you had to bend over backwards to earn? When did happiness start to cost you peace of mind?
When I think back to my days in Port Moresby, a part of me inwardly weeps for those days.

Saturday, March 12, 2005

Just Like That

I want to cry. To weep bitterly, to let the imprisoned tears be finally free - let them escape and through them somehow find my own sense of relief, of freedom. Free myself of this choking feeling, free myself of this burden which I feel I have been carrying around since forever. I have no apparent reason to cry but since when have tears asked for a reason? The agony of tears is a secret they guard well. 

Wednesday, January 05, 2005

Untitled

I have grown. A part of me has been irrevocably lost over the past two years. And a part of me grieves it. Some of me believes I am still the child I was, deep down. I'm not. I do not have the time nor the solitude to make amends to myself