Beginning of a new season. The situation feels the same but somehing is different. Has it really been that long? I think, as my thoughts drift far away to the past, going through all the memories I can recollect while sitting at the place I've sat for so many times before during the recent weeks. But I don't want to go there now. Recent times have taught me a lot. I have went through so much that I actually feel as if I have grown. I think the hardest part of my job is something I can manage after all. Or then not, what was it about positive thinking again. Oh yes, always think of the worst. Well, there's no need to be depressed right now. I'm just so tired because of the lack of sleep. All the same, all the same...been there done that...
Trees around
A life unbound
A moment quiet and still
Nothing to do
But thinking of you
While getting over hill
Summer's last night
A speechless goodbye
Thinking of you
'cause that's something to do
Another poem, huh. I know I should not be writing them. I gaze through the window. The view is still that of summer, but the twilight I cherish reminds me of the beginning fall. September comes and brings the unknown future with it. Although I'm not particularly thrilled about the new month, I can't help but being so very reliefed that the miserable last month is over. I have too much to do. I'm tired and busy and my thoughts won't, once again, seem to flow smoothly. Weird twists of words, I know. Better to make it short, then. I just want to fall a sleep and have beautiful dreams....
