is a wonderful holiday in the deeper search for myself. ha, sometimes i think if i keep searching i might find myself eventually, and when that day comes i might die, because i would have nothing else to search for.
this wonderful holiday, consisted, as usual, of a combination of high and lows. mostly the lows come after the highs, which luckily, have lasted for long periods of time.
most of this wonderful holiday, i spent in search of ideas, things, people to satisfy my insatiable self. firstly, i bathed in the luxury of family love, the simple, unrequitted affection. then i read many books, half of which i haven't yet finished, but rejoice in having began them. last but not least i managed to catch up with a few people, to give them a little more time than i usually have, and the result, beautiful. i miss people, the way connections are made without reason, and this month, i collected pieces of myself back.
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