what happened to passion?

we grew up too fast.

no, wait.

we DIDN'T grow up...we just thought we did. we speak as if we're 42...(that's right, 42)...THAT'S the problem. we're in such a hurry to get to the nostalgia, the "fond memories" and the good times, that we're not LIVING the good times. we forgot we're STILL there....still growing...we're supposed to be MAKING the memories, not trying to re-live them...not now, not yet.

i hope we remember this.

crack in the earth

somewhere along the line
somewhere along the way
somehow with the passage of time
some tears shed the light

some nights, some days
i stayed up, lost in my ways
thinking of you
in my solitude
holding on
to the memory of your embrace

"there was a
crack in
the earth
i heard,"
she whispered

"the seas have over flown"

"the sky is falling,"
i heard
them whisper
no body's going home...tonight.

cataloging

re-arranging, re-defining, re-organizing and re-structuring

pre-arranging, pre-organzing, pre-preparing, and pre-prefacing

deconstructing, demolishing, demystifying, and delivering

i'm juggling
i'm drowning
i'm running and i'm falling

this is not going to end well...or rather, this is not going to end...

five moons in the sky

like most people, i also have a love-hate relationship with technology. i get up to present my honor's research proposal and about a quarter of the way in, i realize that it didn't save the updated version and i'm missing most of my crucial slides. fuck. it was a nightmare. i wanted to throw the laptop in my professor's face (who grilled me about the millions things that were "unclear") and run.

cell phones also piss me off....mine gave me about 4 headaches today, each time it rang...it's ironic, cus u dont just get a headache talking to the person on the other end, but it actually harms ur brain cells and what not...let's go back to being technology free.

i've decided my favorite color is bold, fiery, crazy, all-consuming, furious, daring, flaming-guitar, painful-punch-in-the-stomach, erotic, this-is-my-period-in-your-face red.

it never ends, damnit!!!

so i'm up to my ass in grad school apps, teacher recommendations, stamps and envelopes, forms and forms and forms, and i keep forgetting something or the other...between all the printing, starbucks lattes, and "thank u" notes, i've officially lost my sanity.

on top of it mybody hasnt exactly been my best friend these days...i'm not sure why...funny things r afoot.

who goes out partying till 4 in the morning on a monday night? evidently me...not that i'm complaining, it was fun. but there's nothing like riding in a cab back home with a drunk who cant stop talking about her love for dunkin donuts and two more drunks who cant stop sucking each others faces to make u wish ur life would end...QUICKLY.

having a cat in the house would be the best thing right now...there's nothing more soothing than petting a nice furry animal...

*i want to be sitting in a vineyard cafe right now in southern italy, my diamond earrings shining in the sun as i sip my wine in the breezy afternoon...not a care in the world...*

rebirth

forget what i said..i change too often anyways...and u have enough trouble keeping up with me...

it's a grey city surrounded in yellow light of the morning sun
and one of these days i'll open my eyes to a new day...

green apples, fresh pine air, and two dew drops on my nose
somewhere, the morning bird begins her song

the tree bark feels cold and hard against my skin
as i pause to catch my breath

the fog, in all it's misty heaviness, succumbs to daylight
i stand in awe, silent and still, breathless and fulfilled.