Wednesday, August 30

Finally tagged

The One has tagged me… so here I go.

I am thinking about...

The movie I wanted to make…

The conversation that didn’t happen…

And those thousand questions that hung in air….

I said...I have moved on…

I want to...get washed on the shores….

Soak in the rain….

Read a book….

I wish...I didn’t have to see the writing on the wall.

I hear...The sound of the unspoken….

I wonder...If I’ll ever be thin…..
I regret...The lonely toothbrush, the cold tea.

Also thrown away gift wrappers…

I am...Finding myself.

I dance...Badly and madly, also when I am drunk.

I sing...Loudly, very loudly. And very very badly

I cry...without tears.

I am not always...moody and sublime.I

make with my hand...scribbles of a life led

I write...When I am really low

Also when I am really drunk

I confuse...myself everytime I try sorting myself out

I need...to lose weight

I tag...

Nobody.