Looking back at the cobbled streets where memories treasured,
thoughts came alive in spur of a moment, refused to fade.
Sometimes spontaneously, sometimes thoughtfully measured;
Carving a place for slices of my life and voices inside my head.
When I am a different 'Me', I say all that better left unsaid.
mêlée
If I had nor had experienced that desperation, denial, ecstasy, weightlessness, confusion, frustration, self-oblivion of being in love, I would not have played the 'aur ho aur ho...' song from Rockstar in a loop for 5 hours and still on.
Here I am, a different me. The real me is an intense person living a fair life.
An armchair adventurer, travels extensively in space and time, often through memory and internet.
Keeps yapping when in good or bad mood.