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I never really thought I'd actually find a venue that would eternally symbolize change, fear, and heartbreak. But during the digression of this past year, I have discovered such a place. Where the walking dead keep walking, and the surrounding living laugh and act ornery in a desperate attempt to hide their known apprehension.
This type of foreboding mixture rested in the air, and induced me to wake up in tears early this morning. For a mundane reason at that, for I encountered those who needn't be around any longer, in a strife to find a certain type of peace within them.
Enigmatical words and stories were tossed around, filling our small atmosphere with a tension thick enough to penetrate with a knife. A tiny serving of nervousness gradually collected as the time elapsed with unnerving ease. A feeling of resentment, curiosity, and indecipherable agony sat like a rock in not only our guts, but our throats. Knowing at hand what was to be at stake, what was already sacrificed, and what never could be, we held our tongues firmly and departed.

The separate ways in which feeble existences carry us will forever remain to be a mystery. But not so perplexing are the people that you meet along the way.
They sustain a permanent prerogative in your heart and engrave many memories and love while still leaving wounds and footprints never to be erased.
Leaving much to be desired, and nothing to do, everybody's starry eyed.

September 2009 - 15th June 2010
...and forever more <3
Dodi Wad Nachabe.