Bad words in my mind.

[hymn_and_her]

It's been a while since someone, who I like to refer to as anyone, has taken that half step back and found some solid pieces in life, to be able to relate to others on that certain level. It's only starting to feel a little easier now - the whole time before it was just the fact that some thing has to be done - whether with feeling or not - that kept anything going. Memories are sweet, especially when they're brought back to life by people who relish equally in sweet blankets that were once there, to hold onto securely. I don't mean to sound sad - and now I can really say I'm not. After the inital stage of transition, what made someone cry for no reason can be explored on another level. I miss the transition between cold to warm. I miss the melting somethings of last season, and the dares to run instead of walk towards days filled with lessons. I miss a warm spring breeze as it spreads throughout a house filled with more someones that I miss, but no longer cry for. Yea, I really, really miss those breezes.

P.S.
I really want to get moving again!
I'm stranded in Toronto now, and it's making me a crazy lumpia.
I sure do like lumpias though : )

BYE!