a quiet day. the dreariness of the cold, the new surroundings seem a bit bleak and i have no desire to venture around. instead the quiet led to a few new creations. "welcome back". only a few short weeks ago i was wondering this same place.
i loved waking up to the red daylight. i would love to have red curtains from now on. this habitat suits me... the dark wood panel and the small black cat standing guard on the top shelf. i slept til noon because the sleep was so dream worthy. i hope that he gets to experience a bit of this dream too.
i decided to not let it get to me. i must stay focused only on the immediate future. from now on the past will only offer me a better expression of feelings and also pieces. pieces of things that provoke even more feelings. the feelings that help you love yourself. the self that is alone in the room with you.
i dreamed that one day i would travel the world and paint and write about all of it. i have music too. i would sit on balconies over looking the canals and the top deck of an island mountain gazebo... at a cafe table in paris... i want him to be there too... only sometimes. i also need time for strictly myself. so i can reflect and remember our past... to see the future together.
etta james. she sang about henry. her power in her voice is unforgettable. this is the music that last forever.
they can't take that away from me. -ella&louis
The way we danced till three
The way you changed my life
No, no they can't take that away from me
No, they can't take that away from me.
(Swing it, boys)
We may never never meet again, on that bumpy road to love
(Swing it, Ella)
Still I'll always, always keep the memory of ....