xoxoxo

Some people are made of light. I wondered how they manage to preserve it in a world dominated by darkness. And then I realized: but of course, it is so simple-where there is light there is no darkness. Those are people with pure hearts and minds and they live in a state of permanent amazement driven by never-ending curiosity.

One of those people is Kris.

Happy Birthday!

Shopping for Christmas

No kidding-I took the picture yesterday:

Christmas's round the corner

10 AM

It’s Christmas Eve. And I feel OK anyway. At the office the other day as I parted with a colleague friend (he’s more of a friend to me than a fellow coworker…although I’m not sure yet the feeling’s mutual; I’ll have to inquire the matter when an opportunity is presented) he wished me to have fun at the family gathering and to my “I’ll do my best” he replied “Hopefully it’ll come naturally to you”. Who knows, it just might. Hopefully.

4 PM, Onda café.

I don’t rush to go home. I’m quite OK by myself here where I don’t have to control my facial expression and mind my words. But…I have to admit I am grateful there is a home to return to when I feel like it. Some people don’t have that choice. I am grateful that tonight there will be plenty of food on the table and it’ll be up to my vanity only how much of it to eat. Some people don’t have that choice. My parents may not be the best in the world but I know they love me. It’s about time to stop punishing myself for their mistakes.

Sounds good. Now I only have to do it.

Good luck to me.

The good old days

What was I doing back in 1994? I have no recollection…apart from being miserable of course. But I do remember that at that time the idea of attending a Nine Inch Nails concert was absolutely unthinkable. Luckily future proved me wrong and yet I regret it didn’t happened earlier than it did-I wish I caught some of the “keyboard abuse” era. Thank God for YouTube:

“All we need is love”

No, I haven’t lost my mind. That’s the title of a picture I saw at pixdaus.com a week ago and I can’t get it out of my head:

It’s another confirmation that animals and humans are very much alike.

choked

I feel mentally crippled-no matter how I try the world as it is for me will never be the world as it is for other people. Same words, different meaning. That’s emo talking but it doesn’t make it less true. I feel lost.

Moderation is not a bad word

I happened to be at a party where I was one of the few (if not the only one) who stayed sober (which was one of the main reasons I left the party as soon as I realized no one would notice I was gone). I felt like a goth fan at a county music concert (OK, the truth is I feel that “out of place”-ness most of the time). But I saw enough to ask myself once again:
Why eat like a pig and wonder later how to get rid off those extra pounds? Why drink yourself unconscious and suffer a hell of a hangover the next day (which might be the least of your worries if you have to be told what you’ve done because you can’t remember a thing). Going out of your frame is by all means exciting and a little excessiveness is refreshing for the mind but why push your luck as if it’s your last day on Earth? And if you push hard enough it might as well be so. To be moderate is not easy...but no one said life was easy to begin with.

Such a freezing weekend

Not only literally alas! I felt lonely most of the time (

Saturday, December 19, 2009

Heat seeker

I can watch her sitting like that for hours: