i am:
changing
changing
changing
changing
changing
I talk to God, but the sky is empty.
There was a time when I thought that soul mates where real, but as life goes on I am forced to believe they're nothing more than myth, make believe. McCullers was right; the heart will always be a lonely hunter. In a way I have found a sense of contentment in loneliness, but subconsciously I will always long for the person who understands every part of me. For now, I'll sit back and pretend like I'm happy; maybe one day I won't have to lie to the world, or myself for that matter.
Love is not a victory march, it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah.
A census taker once tried to test me. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti.
At the end of the day faith is a funny thing. It turns up when you don't really expect it. It's like one day you realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different than you dreamed. The castle, well, it may not be a castle. And it's not so important that you have happy ever after, just that its happy right now. See once in a while, once in a blue moon, people will surprise you, and once in a while people may even take your breath away.
What I like best is a book that's at least funny once in a while...What really knocks me out is a book that, when you're all done reading it, you wish the author that wrote it was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up on the phone whenever you felt like it. That doesn't happen much, though.
On the drive back we drove with the windows down, the wind blew my hair back and I smelt the thick country air for the first time in years. It brought me back to days on my grandmother's farm, when I was young and nothing mattered; much like today and the many days before it. There's nothing like that feeling of freedom you get in your gut, it had taken me so long to realize that freedom came from within, that freedom was a choice.