When I was 16, I found out I was being told to drop a year or leave the school. I did not know what to do.
I was supposed to be in class so I wasn't expected home. I went to the nearby Cafe Coffee Day but realised I had no money. I sat on the sofa they had outside. Nobody understood. I cried.
I cried for a long time, till I ran out of breath and I still had no idea what I was going to do. A woman walked up to me with a glass of water, sat beside me and asked me to drink. She asked about me, I didn't say anything, I just thanked her for the water and told her I would be fine. She gave me half a smile, didn't ask any further, and walked away slowly.
Thank you so much.
Won't you let me be my love? Give me just a little longer. For I have found my quiet place, where my mind and heart may wander.
Sunday, June 23, 2013
Thursday, June 6, 2013
Hunting.
Nothing like the thrill of the hunt.
I will find you, awesome old song I heard on All India Radio last night at 1 a.m. that made me feel peaceful and amazed. I will find you, and I will listen the fuck out of you.
I will find you, awesome old song I heard on All India Radio last night at 1 a.m. that made me feel peaceful and amazed. I will find you, and I will listen the fuck out of you.
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