" like they were frozen in time while lifting their hands in prayer or doing aerobics.", she whispered to herself.
Gazing at the ice blue sky which was striped with thick fluffy clouds, she felt herself falling into a silent reverie. Although the world around her was bustling with activity; honks of cars, birds squaking, leaves rustling, she heard none of these. Her minds was drifting back to the past, a past of ideals, of hope and infinite possibilities. A past in which everything she could be a little girl living in texas, an elf in the forest grove or a lover, cuddling her dearest in front of a roaring fire with a cup of hot cocoa.
Wistfully, she shook her head at the absurdity of desiring her graveyard full of buried dreams to be revived.Though the future offers great things because of A most wonderous lover, the pain at being consumed by the world was much greater than she could bear.
Shuddering at the thought of somehow being able to see herself suffocating inside, choked by the insidious vices of the world, she quickened her pace. "As long as i busy myself..." she mused, "the past would leave me alone."
She continued her day; a whirlwind of activities, loving, laughing, enjoying, but not living. The past has not left her nor will it let go its grip on her. Like a dam waiting to burst, she decided that there was only one way to get out of this mess...
dreamt of @ 12:35 am
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certain quotes from certain places..
"Blessed is the man who perseveres under trials because when he stood the test, he will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love Him." James 1:12
"Oh, nothing can happen more than once,
But all things must happen one day
Over hill and dale, over wood and stream,
My dying voice will blow away... " The Neverending story
"Walk by Faith, Not by sight" 2 Corinthians 5:7
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