Inspiration

When someone mentions inspiration do any particular people come to mind? These women are two of the most authentic, trustworthy, joyful, and caring people in my life. I can't put to words how truly beautiful they are, and their external appearances are mere reflections of the goodness that dwells within. No doubt about it, I could not have hand picked a better sister in law, I could not have dreamt up a more suitable best friend. They encourage me, and accept me. And when I feel like I might be going a little crazy, they bring me back down. I only hope I impact their lives as positively as they do mine.

I Cry, I Cry For You

Situations unfold like letters,
In the hands of eager minds

Sick-tick-tock goes the wooden clock,
With a sadder message of time

And oh the kettle is hotter still,
Steaming with fire and rein---

I know you’ve been here before my friend,
But the line is wearin’ thin, that line is wearin’ thin

So, I cry I cry I cry for you---

Because that’s what I know to do

The sun may shine through this window of mine,
But oh I cry for you

The tide is high as you well know,
And its hiding the filth for miles

The cup it rests in your hand now friend,
Release your tired

Sink your hilt into what matters,
And free the bloody red wine---
 I said free the bloody red wine

I cry I cry I cry for you,

Because that’s I know to do

Though the sun may shine in though this window of mine

Oh I’m crying for you---
Nobody other than you

A Quote Worth Quoting

"It is quite impossible these days to assume anything about people's educational level from the way they talk or dress or from their taste in music. Safest to treat everyone you meet as a distinguished intellectual." -Briony Tallis  

 Atonement
By Ian McEwan

Waiting, in the words of another...

Through the material of his coat he felt for the bundle of her letters. I’ll wait for you. Come back. The words were not meaningless, but they didn’t touch him now. It was clear--- one person waiting for another was like an arithmetical sum, and just as empty of emotion. Waiting. Simply one person doing nothing, over time, while another approached. Waiting was a heavy word. He felt it pressing down, heavy as a greatcoat. Everyone in the cellar was waiting, everyone on the beach, She was waiting, yes, but then what? He tried to make her voice say the words, but it was his own he heard, just below the tread of his heart.

An abstract from Atonement
By Ian McEwan

Definition.

26 JUNE 2006

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I HAVE IN MY MIND, A MEMORY

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 OF A PLACE WHERE THE DAYS ARE WHITE

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AND IN THE MIST, THERE ARE TINY DROPLETS OF LIGHT.

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OF SCATTERED WOOD ON THE GROUND, DAMP AND MINGLED BENEATH MY FEET

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OF SALT IN MY HAIR, ON MY TONGUE AND CHEEK.

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EACH BREATH PARTED WAY, AND I FOLLOWED EAGERLY

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 THE ONLY SOUND THAT WAS TO BE HEARD: THE MIGHTY SEA TEACHING 

ME HUMILITY.

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