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No. I don't want you to recite Nichita Stãnescu
'Tell me, if I caught you one day
and kissed the sole of your foot,
wouldn't you limp a little then,
afraid to crush my kiss?..'
Just sing Floyd to me. Sing it like you mean it. Love Floyd the way I do.
Ask me to watch Kubrick back to back for the entire day. Admire Nicholson's raised eye brows with me. Oh those eyes.
Then let me read Camus to you while we eat dinner.
Talk about God, heaven, hell, karma and the multiverse.
Do all of this throughout the year, for every single day..and we'll call each day, the day of love :)
V-day has come and gone. Once again, felt nothing. Absolutely nothing. What bothered me most was the fact that I'm not giving space to people who seriously deserve it. And I'm just so friggin' ok with being single. Or not. Argh. Scary! Scary and confusing! Why? Why can't it be as simple as Barney's Lemon Law? Yeah, the show is legen-wait for it-dary! :D Big hug to Stinson and co. for keeping me company on the day. And oh.my.god. Scherbatsky is oh.so.hot!
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Birthday was bleh. Stupid job, stupid relocation, stupid Hyderabad, stupid lonely guest house. Worked till 2335 for crying out loud. A forgot the day/calling yet again. Surprisingly, it didn't make any difference. And yet I've not learnt how to let go.
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Craving to write something and get back in the groove. But waaaay too much work pressure. Hope I don't cave in!
Laters!
5 years ago
