I need a break from all this chaos. I need time to put some order into my priorities and find my equilibrium. I've been through a roller coaster of ups and downs lately and now I feel a little dizzy, a little ill. I'm just dried out...no more inspiration, no more ideas, no more desire to work...a sort of sentimental coma has taken over me. Partially my fault I must admit...I just believed too much...and I was proven wrong...
So I'm taking my break...my well deserved rest...my long noon sleep...
... Not because I would have too much to say or too much to write about..but because it's been days that I have this line in my head...
I'm not too good at autobiographies...How can one describe to others what is happening to him if he himself doesn't know it...
I felt lost theese few weeks...not in the bad way...I feel like I've lost my contour...like water spilling from a broken glass...is it freedom , is it just waste? I cannot know ...I just feel I've lost my lines...I 've been so divided...betweek the many sides of myself and now...others too...
I feel like dancing the waltz and sleeping naked..drinking flows of wine and kissing full lips...because after all it's all we have, all that remains after it all ends ...
I find myself once again waitign in front of my own open door...a door that had been shut closed and locked for a long time...maybe for the first time I've opened it myself without hearing a knock...now i'm wondering if there's really someone on the other side or if it was only my imagination...
I try to find my equilibrilum...maybe mercury can be hold in place after all...so I breathe and I dance..and I spread my legs and my arms and curve and bend untill the contour lines crack...
Lately I've been doing what I haven't done in a long time..I've cried at night and smiled at daybreak ..I've lied and felt my remords..I've dared to tend the chord...I've waited with impatience...and I fell in love again and again...with the same pair of eyes, the same song, the same gesture...
...and I now dare to dare again..even if it might be just another jump into nothing... if that be the case I hope I learn in time how to fly or that somebody catches me...
[No I don't play the guitar...yet! But as Archimedes said“Give me a place to stand and I will move the earth.”The will is there...all I need more is the guitar and the world shall be at my merci.]
Remy: We’re thieves, and what we’re stealing is, let’s be honest, garbage. Django: It’s not stealing if no one wants it. Remy: If no one want’s it, then why are we stealing it?
Gusteau: Ahh, but that is no match for wishful thinking! If you're focused on what you've left behind, you will not be able to see what lies ahed. Now go up and look around!
Remy: [watching Linguini's clumsy attempt to repair the soup he spilled] No! It's... he's ruining the soup! [to Gusteau] Remy: It's YOUR restaurant! Do something! Gusteau: But what can I do? I am merely a figment of your imagination!
Linguini: Oh, and thanks, by the way, for... um... all the... advice. On cooking. Colette: And thank you as well. Linguini: For what? Colette: [grins] Taking it!
Rémy: He's your son?! Gusteau: I have a son?! Rémy: How could you not know?! Gusteau: I-I am a figment of your imagination! You did not know, how could I?
Colette: We don’t mean to be rude, but… we’re French.
Django: [Remy turns to leave] Where are you going? Remy: With luck, forward.
...Les rêves des amoureux sont comme le bon vin Ils donnent de la joie ou bien du chagrin... Et sortez les bouteilles, finis les ennuis Je dresse la table, de ma nouvelle vie ...
Summer is here! A great feeling is alive again! Let's be happy, let's not worry, let's fall in love, let's dare, let's talk, let's fly, let's sing, let's get out, let's eat calories, let's tan, let's kiss, let's be friends, let's laugh out loud, let's not focus on ourselves and on others...let's just..BE...this summer...
P.S. Help me add to this list!! What would you like to do more this summer? :)
Well this is it. I have to say goodbye!
