March 8, 2014 § Leave a comment
You know how they say we can sometimes be in love with the thought of “being in love”? I feel that the most whenever I listen to certain songs. 311’s Amber used to top that list. But tonight I think Coldplay’s Magic has managed to grab that spot. I just love songs that make you feel so surreal – which is how I imagine true love will feel.
Still I call it magic
It’s such a passion doom
I found this really beautiful passage in Word Porn the other day. I thought of Inay when I read the last line. I’m sure she’s living this dream already. At least that thought makes my heart smile. As for me, I have yet to earn the day that I can finally be boundless and infinite as well.
I want to live simply. I want to sit by the window when it rains and read books I’ll never be tested on. I want to paint because I want to, not because I’ve got something to prove. I want to listen to my body, fall asleep when the moon is high and wake up slowly, with no place to rush off to. I want not to be governed by money or clocks or any of the artificial restraints that humanity imposes on itself. I just want to be, boundless and infinite.
P.S. Give me some more time, life. I’m just tying up my laces, but I give you my word that I’ll see you at the finish.