A circle
Always thinking, here I am, back, alone, never more so truly me. Friends come and go. New things fall and rise. I am no longer actively twittering, for months now, started after the shocking, painful loss of my love. I am loving "you and I both" by Jason Mraz, wanting to sing that song from my heart, like so many people listening, I can relate.Never left such a long, empty blanks on this blog, I guess it shows the pain, emptiness I am feeling. We had not talked for the longest time ever since we knew each other, until a few days ago. I need her to send back my legal document, she wants her stuff in India. Filled with bitter, the incidents were rather solved peacefully. I am on my way to China, see my parents, a few old friends, heading to Beijing after 17 years, I still remember the winter of 1992, freezing, air was crisp and cold and sunny. I remember the two american girls on a bus smiling, talking lightly. They were exchange students, slightly older than me. I wonder where they are at now. Then Japan, I never had the desire for Japan until watching Anthony Bourdain's "no reservation": I had to enter those dark, narrow alleys of Tokyo to discover something. I don't know what that is, but something.
I don't want to divorce her, although that is likely what we will have to go through. I really don't know if I ever will find the love of my life, after her. It's Friday, warm, fog was hoovering far and low at the edge of the land. I don't know what to do.
posted by Road less travelled @ 8:43 PM
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