some things just are...
exhaustion... exhalation... exasperation... some things just are.. and you can't twist the thread of life.. ta'veren or not.. not to yourself.. not by sheer will...
every man does make his own destiny.. but we all do also have to play the hand we're dealt.. the best we can... tackle life head on...
the nicest drizzle descended on my part of home the other day... the kind that you could stand in without shirking... and smile.. while the pinpricks tickled your sensibilities into submission...
the little things.. that mean so much..
well it seems that everything is sort of falling into place all over again.. and it does look like its got some future..
as long as we have our sheesha and alcohol i think things will always happen enh....
but it does kind of feel good to be in a commitment again... it feels good to belong... part of a larger whole..
we come full circle on this one p... i lean against the wind and in this moment i am happy...
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