2nd Year
So here I am, 2 yrs. 10 hrs. 40 mins. after the last big break-up. I've asked myself many times how many of these I can take, and each time I immediately answer not many. That's not mere pragmatism talking... I really don't think I can take many of these. Everyday I'm more & more convinced that I can't rebuild version x.0 +1 as easily as I built version x.0 to begin with.
I still think I've not completed version x.0 +1, not even close. Two years, 10 hours, 44 minutes later. But if I were going by trends, the process (if it is indeed a laid-out, complete, orderly, routine process) would take 4 years total. At least.
I hope by then, I'd have lost my humanity. 'Twould be oh-so-convenient. Alas, life is not so laid-out, complete, orderly and routine as we would like, is it?
'Twas for this reason that I started my LiveJournal blog all those years ago. I thought, maybe, improbably, hopefully, I can impose some sort of.. lay out... order... routine... completion... to my thoughts and feelings and experiences. Over the past 10+ years, I've gradually discovered that I've been dreadfully wrong.
Proven to be oh-so-dreadfully wrong 2 years, 10 hours, 49 mins. ago. How convenient.
For now, I wait, and listen, ever wary, ever weary. Maybe some day, the lyrics would prove right after all...
... I knew I loved you before I met you, I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you, I have been waiting all my life
There's just no rhyme or reason, Only a sense of completion
And in your eyes, I see the missing pieces I'm searching for
I think I've found my way home ...
I still think I've not completed version x.0 +1, not even close. Two years, 10 hours, 44 minutes later. But if I were going by trends, the process (if it is indeed a laid-out, complete, orderly, routine process) would take 4 years total. At least.
I hope by then, I'd have lost my humanity. 'Twould be oh-so-convenient. Alas, life is not so laid-out, complete, orderly and routine as we would like, is it?
'Twas for this reason that I started my LiveJournal blog all those years ago. I thought, maybe, improbably, hopefully, I can impose some sort of.. lay out... order... routine... completion... to my thoughts and feelings and experiences. Over the past 10+ years, I've gradually discovered that I've been dreadfully wrong.
Proven to be oh-so-dreadfully wrong 2 years, 10 hours, 49 mins. ago. How convenient.
For now, I wait, and listen, ever wary, ever weary. Maybe some day, the lyrics would prove right after all...
... I knew I loved you before I met you, I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you, I have been waiting all my life
There's just no rhyme or reason, Only a sense of completion
And in your eyes, I see the missing pieces I'm searching for
I think I've found my way home ...