Monday
16:22 We’re dining at out granny’s as planned, while she just ‘forgot’ to mention one of the meals contains meat. Fuck, I found it, I tasted it and it was right there. Now you give me that innocent cold shoulder and want me to think you ‘forgot’? But you know what? I’m sure of the fact that whatever bullshit happens to me was supposed, was meant to happen. But I can just observe this way a weakest link. Heck, its not the first time either. Neither is it the last one. It was me who lost caution. Next time I’ll be watching out much better.
Neither do I believe there’s any point in being irritated with parents, no matter the cause. You know there’s a reason we rebel against their will .If we didn’t we’d loose our life and decision making power for good.
So its close to midnight, Monday. Our family paid two more visits today to real close friends of ours. I met an old friend of mine. We’d known each other from day 1. For real. So we come over to this to her family’s house, really good friends too. Since day 1 too. Watched a video, a wedding video of this friend of mine, friend since day 1. So. So I almost cried right there, in front of all our parents. The wedding took place this summer. I was in church when they were getting married. But for the ceremony I wasn’t. So I get to see him when he dances with his, bride, meaning wife already), when she looks at him, when he makes courteous loving moves, whe she’s watching him, his eyes, hers. Spectrum of emotions. It was a visit that turned my day around. It was visit that inspired me to breath deeper, look further, feel stronger and envisage brighter. It made me want to give. And I gave. Got to love love. These feelings are a bliss. I really haven’t felt anything like it in a long while, since spring, I guess. Irrational, multidimensional, full of it. It makes me want to daydream. A leaking kitchen tap. A vague resemblance of a fountain. A close one for that with a keen eye. Got to love everyday beauty. Washed my head and feeling clean too. I suffer at times, but I’m mostly proud of it. Avoiding verbal exchange with parents too. Growing a bit stronger. Day and Night.
Neither do I believe there’s any point in being irritated with parents, no matter the cause. You know there’s a reason we rebel against their will .If we didn’t we’d loose our life and decision making power for good.
So its close to midnight, Monday. Our family paid two more visits today to real close friends of ours. I met an old friend of mine. We’d known each other from day 1. For real. So we come over to this to her family’s house, really good friends too. Since day 1 too. Watched a video, a wedding video of this friend of mine, friend since day 1. So. So I almost cried right there, in front of all our parents. The wedding took place this summer. I was in church when they were getting married. But for the ceremony I wasn’t. So I get to see him when he dances with his, bride, meaning wife already), when she looks at him, when he makes courteous loving moves, whe she’s watching him, his eyes, hers. Spectrum of emotions. It was a visit that turned my day around. It was visit that inspired me to breath deeper, look further, feel stronger and envisage brighter. It made me want to give. And I gave. Got to love love. These feelings are a bliss. I really haven’t felt anything like it in a long while, since spring, I guess. Irrational, multidimensional, full of it. It makes me want to daydream. A leaking kitchen tap. A vague resemblance of a fountain. A close one for that with a keen eye. Got to love everyday beauty. Washed my head and feeling clean too. I suffer at times, but I’m mostly proud of it. Avoiding verbal exchange with parents too. Growing a bit stronger. Day and Night.