If you see something pretty, and then it vanishes, was it ever really there?
And: should you try and get it back?
Also: If you are overwhelmed, and the bus is about 3 hours late, what is there to do? In the castles of your mind? (Although, ever since I read Hannibal, I have avoided constructing any mental artistry. Sadly, it's just too creepy now. So. The question then is: should I stop the reading?)
An insight:
Much like an ADD sufferer, often, I pay too much attention to the wrong things.
I have always wanted to navigate by the stars.
It seems so luxurious a hobby, so pointless a skill to have, so poignantly romantic. Imagine! Looking up at the stars and knowing exactly where you are in this world!
Wouldn’t that be a feeling?
2 comments:
I often find that the pretty things in life are meant to just pass you by-because you can FIND pretty things every day so long as you just look inside your heart..
Ah but, the human heart?
Is the most fragile, ugliest thing of all.
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