On this day some three years ago, I was out on the street talking with some resto manager to fix me a luncheon ...
On this day some three years ago, I was sweating blood, crying in pain..emotionally distraught and..from what i see now..totally lost, mixed up in extreme emotions of excruciating pain and a dab of bliss.
On this day some three years ago, I was on a car and being the subject of painful taunts...
On this day some three years ago, I seem to be the loneliest soltera in town, watching a chosen fact and its consequences before my very eyes...
On this day some three years ago, I was out there at a familiar bar drowning all my pain away as i celebrate the world's loneliest despedida de soltera (to me it seemed)
On this day some three years ago, I was on a taxi prodding the driver to just take me to somewhere I could feel the wind on my face, my hair. Out where the cold night air could dry away those painful yet intoxicating tears...Truly enough, there I was sticking my head out of the runway highway..like nuts.
I don't want to be in that situation again, I often pray. I learned, though, that appreciating a rose from the stem upwards ain't painful at all especially when you finally smell that lovely sweet scent in the rose of a love so ardently prayed for.
hey darling jo.. why don't you write a book? a novel perhaps? a short story? your blogs are really beautiful and the emotion in it is really strong and real.
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