Monthly Archives: April 2008

SF… Yes!

Here I am again in lovely San Francisco… After an *amazingly* exciting week at the Corporate, I am indeed ready for some rock and roll in the Golden Gate city… I’ll be off for few days until I get this blog up and running again…

Have yourselves a fabulous weekend…

S

El Pueblo de San JosĂ© de Guadalupe…

It’s 5ish post meridiem and I’m blogging from the sunny Saint Joseph (!)…Yes!

After a relatively bumpy flight I finally arrived a few hours ago and everything is bright and pleasant now… As for me, I’m delighted and more grateful than ever while suffering from a lack of ZzzZzz!

I’ll be back with more posts soon… In the meantime, I’m sending you my biggest smiles… Catch them if you can 🙂

S

aujourd’hui… on my VeNtI mild:

“I used to feel so alone in the city. All those gazillions of people and then me, on the outside. Because how do you meet a new person? I was very stumped by this for many years. And then I realized, you just say, “hi.” They may ignore you. Or you may marry them. And that possibility is worth that one word.”

Augusten Burroughs

The Ultimate Ride…

This is dedicated to you…

I, I am tired of another door slamming in my face;
in my restless night and days…
You, you are tired of the line between fact and farce;
that broken thin line in your lies…
She, she is tired of letting fate take its course;
her written fate makes him mourn…
He, he is tired of looking for the obvious discoveries;
beyond her dishonest stories…
We, we are all tired of their judgmental gaze;
those bastard heartbreakers…
You, you are all tired of hiding your feelings;
that will fuel your desire to love-fallings…
They, they are all tired of this wicked world;
the emptiness and nothingness of this cruel world…
I, I am waiting for that light;
for the ride that sparks us up in the moonlight…

S

The Land of Sleep…

… And I’m trying to write down my thoughts:

In the lightness that is not light,
sweep your way to the land of sleep.
In the desert far from desert,
dream a life you always dreamed.

Sole in your unfelt soul,
make magic with her presence.
While remaining anonymous,
let her celebrate your existence.

S