These days...

GOODY GREEN DAYS!
Today is a bigsy day. we may love today.
Sun is bathing the ground.
I have my seeds now on the ground. So..
No problem at all =)

Yesterday, I found a letter.
You'll see below.
and you will see some wishes there.
Take a good look (also to your lives)

What did we do?
on that day?
What was I talking about! What tears???
I did cry. and there if you were with me, you won't believe my eyes.
or you won't believe that is is for good reasons.
or you would doubt in How many places I have sentenced my soul.

What nowever??!
Even in this now - I can't believe this letter.
To the words I have born.

I did have tears, yesss. OMM. I happened to see every-me on that year.
What is wierdly belong to me, I have had them all.
I will tell along..
Ohmymind! You should be VERY VERY careful at this wishing(!)issues


Let me think...
while you are reading

..................Green tea, sbux, photo editing,what is this food thing,
we will cover up, februaryly,
M.

Muna Genc September 14, 2009 at 11:32pm
These days...

I need a talk. A great endless coffee. Around me, some French murmur..
and a windy weather. not rainy, but about to dance.

These days..
I am just running I guess. and feel this nothing box. Emptiness.
Blank of things, blank of food, blank of places, blank of a smell..
It feels
harmless though.

I think to myself,
what a louis world, what an armstrong world is this..

is it so,
to be lost from sight?
only
excited for talking big,
but taking nothing from the room
I left.

I want tears Andreas,
tears from the café tables
for living adventures,
for a childhood, for selfhood

how could I else other know, the fault lies in our souls,
in autumn...
in Istanbul..
in Strassburg..
in Michigan's upper
peninsula...
coming with its first this-is-art breeze
from the kitchen.

So,
we should not feel embarrassed
or
could forget
if it is "the less heard, the less loved"..

and the smoke enters
to the livin' room
=)

This late night, full of sighs,
expected-nothing-but-something mood =)
gonna over in three days I hope. Trying
to express why,
Maybe its because, the angle of the mountain =)

My brain is on autopilot
and enters now my heart yard
shrinked this existence as if it has meaning
and there is more:
This Jo-side and Amy-side of me, asking April-side of me; "Can we smoke?" No, I do not think.
If I do, I will be the wrong.

I'm waiting in three-days. I'll be 'in the mood of vitality'
My new me, wonder what would it be, which part is calling.
from arias to desire. will I be me, will I be setting sun,
to my new house?
key sera muna..

almost unperceived,
Muna