Today, the clouds were grey and solemn. The rain poured down with a ferocity that would put Niagara Falls to shame (okay, maybe I am exaggerating, but its hardly ever that Newcastle gets such heavy rain!) and it was quite a chilly day- not very nice. oh well... bonjour July :)
the summary of a little bit of everything: I moved out of 90 Malcolm Street. Thank you very much Kingsley, Eugene and Szue May for lending a helping hand. Its barely a week and I miss that HOME so much:the kitchen, toilet, my room ... just ALL. Residing at 24 Healton Walk now, not quite adjusted yet boohoo. Been wanting to head to the beach for picnic but........ (the weather has been realy naugthy here). C.Ronaldo moved to Real Madrid- am I sad? I digress but hey I m still a red-devil for life. Michael Owen's moved to Man.Utd was really shocking and so was the death of the late King of Pop.
Anyhoo....i'll leave you peeps with things to ponder :)
Anyone ever felt caught between a chasm - of being in a state of blissful contentment and at the same time, wanting, yearning, burning for so much more?
Ever felt like you could do pirouettes and spin all day long and at the same time, discovering that you need to take it one turn at a time?
Ever felt so confident and capable at picking up a task, but turn around one minute crying like a baby for you do not feel adequately equipped?
For what it's worth, all these feelings make me feel real. More real than the pain I feel when I kick my toe against the bed more real than the feel of a raindrop on my forehead, more real than the feeling of green grass on my bare feet.They help me understand that I am nothing without Him, that I am merely a vessel, an instrument.
And a line to share ..... a still tongue makes a wise head
OFTEN, but not always, still tongues are often misunderstood...
ReplyDeletei miss 90 malcolm st much much too~~
ReplyDeletemaru : its actually more often than always ^_^
ReplyDeleteshin chan : i want to sneak-in there