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12/15/2008 mass of dotsarmchair上躺著。享受珍貴的冬日陽光。 感覺難得悠閒的午後也就應該這般度過。 又開始做白日夢了。
買了個玻璃杯子。 逛超市偶然發現和在家裏用的一樣。淺淺的。八棱面。 小米說帶瓶chivas回來。盛在這樣的杯子裏喝絕對有感覺。 陽光底下折射的光芒有些耀眼。是脆弱的華麗。
口腔潰瘍成了慢性病。周而復始。 卻總是忘記吃藥。 因此也一直沒有胃口吃東西。 憤恨。
冬天。變得緘默。懶惰。消極。 卻不能脆弱。
when i was a kid, i used to put my face right up to things like television, pictures, glass or something else u know, and i was just amazed because it was just a mass of dots. i think life is like that sometimes, all jumbled and disconnected. it’s pretty disorienting. and more and more these days it all still feels like this mass of dots. even worse. i like to think that from god’s perspective, though. life, everything, even death, makes sense. it’s not just the dots. instead we’re all connected, and it’s beautiful, and it’s funny, and it’s good. i hope so, and i like these words.
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