Thursday 2 September 2010

september...





... is here... the second, a quarter past twelve, a quarter past nine, on the same day... 22/9, 14/8...

eating golden plums in bed, listening to brahms' cello sonata no2 on bbc radio 3, my window open, there is some sun, the day feels lovely...
autumn
beginning, reflecting, sowing, thinking and doing
romantic, melancholic, warm - hearted
walks in the park layered with golden leaves, endless snuggling in bed with books, papers, breakfast trays and lots of loving


i am getting busier
an old aspiration has come back and now it is becoming a possibility, launching the 24th... more details to come...
nervous and excited and absolutely fundamental to be materailised; i'll make it happen...

she hops on my dream carriage more often than not these days and today, she was in my bed! it's rather lovely and unnerving and i suppose normal, to appear vivid and herself in my dreams with her cheek, her warm body, her childish manner, her nervous disposition, her love and care, her piercing gaze... i miss her very very much and i'll be missing her more with this change of season... it is going to get more lonely and sad, but the nostalgia sweet... i am so glad i am feeling, however, i don't want to grow cold and closed, that will be my death; so i am keeping myself busy with art and cocktail making, photograph taking, project launching, tie wearing, people mingling, car driving, bike cycling, endless thinking, hoping, loving, believing...

life is sweet and i am grateful for it, but something is missing... my salt, my flavour...

it will be allright, fine, dandy, i know it...

... till then, i welcome the golden autum with a new air of positivity and my sadness is a revealing/ concealing attire...

i blow kisses, i send love... i am longing for a heartfelt embrace...