Sunday, 19 June 2011

dis

looking at the curtain of my room..for some minutes.. hours maybe, not sure..not thinking about it..merely looking.. until it loses its meaning.. only for a short moment. so scared, yet excited.
getting addicted to its meaninglessness..
but..unlike the rest of the things.. practice doesn't make perfect in this case. can't do it as I used to, before.. what is left of it is only a vague belief..

1 comment:

Pooya said...

You too keep it up :)