Heals The Original Dryness

Heals The Original Dryness

i am no longer a faerie





it was not vanity that drew her to the mirror;
it was the amazement at seeing her own "I."
-the unbearable lightness of being

1.24.2002

 
there was a sunset this evening. it was wonderful. it was so exactly what i needed. it's kinda like mother nature saying "i know, it's been a long day, but here's a sunset. doesn't that make things a bit better?" and here in santa cruz you can really stop and take a moment to breath the air and admire it all and just STAND there not really doing anything or caring who's around or what you have to do for that little moment of time while you're watching the colors in the clouds change in color and intesity, and just standing and watching the brightness fade. and being able to say "yeah, that did make things look a little bit better. wow." and then go back to things a little calmer and a little happier.
i always felt really depressed the mornings we'd be driving to the trian station, or be on the train when the sun was coming up. not only did it make me feel like shit that i was having to get up before the natural day started, but just looking out over the valley to all the cars that were already being diven, and business rush, and the getting all the computers and office buildings and businesses revved up for the day, and here was this sunrise, doing it's best to be a very pretty and admirable sunrise, and everyone was too busy doing other things to just stop and just appricitate it for a bit. i really wanted to get up and yell at everyone in the city. it's like being at a show with a mainstage performance going on and no one watching it. it's just like HEY! PEOPLE! THERE'S A SUNRISE GOING ON HERE! ANCIENT MAYAN'S USED TO GIVE THEIR BLOOD FOR THIS TO OCCUR EACH DAY! ...but they'd probably just ignore me and the sunrise would go on like one of those flight attendents doing the pretake-off ruitine while everyone esle was already taxi-ing into flight.

*sigh* me in my "society's got it all wrong" sort of theorys. i'm a real menace like that.
Quoth the Raven  # 6:35 PM
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