so, i decided something. i've been doing that a lot as of late. you should never go more than six months without looking through old photos, old yearbooks, old memories. to see things you maybe havent seen for a while, have forgotten, or havent ever seen before, like your mother being pregnant, or your godmother holding you, or you crying because you hurt yourself. do you ever miss that? just remembering?
i think i'd like a camera. i think its what i'd really enjoy. to take a picture...capture a memory, find something beautiful. see uniqueness in everything, potential. to look around you and find every person you see and every tree, plant or flower, to know they are ALL beautiful. to see life abounding. it leaps out at you when you dont expect it.
to go through your mother's, or father's, old things and hold something and remember something insignificant...something you'd forgotten? or find something new, something you love. a piece of jewlery, an old worn out photo, a scarf....it could be anything.
its so soothing, to sit and listen. jazz is the music of winter.
--When I fall in love, it will be forever. Or I'll never fall in love. In restless world like this is, love has ended before it's begun. And too many moonlight kisses seem to cool in the warmth of the sun. When I give my heart, it will be completely. Or I'll never give my heart.--
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