June 23, 2004
The sun sits in the horizon like a tear that is about to fall off the face of a crying child. It hangs, just to leave one last glimpse of its glory... and then, as beautiful as it has illuminated, the power of its absence leaves a uneasiness in the back of the throat. There is still an imprint in the eyes from a prolonged wonder. Look away, only to stare again. Heat is now cold. The wind is chill. The air, dry. And the night is the one that now embraces...
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I have always wondered how situations always lead together. No matter how many times I say it, or the thoughts pass through my head, it still amazes how fast things move together and how intertwine they might be. Somehow related, although they may not seem that way. A week ago lives were similar, but now, much more different. Because in a week, hands shake, offers are made, and new beginning arise. One family beings a new chapter in a little quite house. Another releases their chariot of unwanted habitats and emotions. And I stand here to just wonder about these beginning to take my own place. Just another person to follow the trend of the world...