fie-guratively speaking

in the quietness and silence
she finds her reprieve
and surrenders all to the One
who loves her
knows her
hears her
best.

the final pages turn.

and as the chapter closes,

a gentle peace comes rumbling through.

***

to a dear friend:

thank you.

my door is always open.

amidst 

God given lifelines 

blue skies 

to us 

today was simply

glorious.

road tripping with ohsofunny radio shack conversations, directorial love triangle camera movies (he is STILL getting beat up from my hero!), pieinthesky, dodgy mishearings, kissmyfeet bird feedings, and in the words of a dear friend, “i’ve taken such many photos today” (tut tut, your england, boy, your england!).

i am beginning to feel solid ground.

***

You are, more than enough for me.

kicking back with a cold smirnoff with my good brother is pure bliss.

it’s funny how the simple things in life can be so completing.

keep.things.simple.

i’ll say.

waking up in a different place to the shuffling sounds of a certain someone checking if i’m awake, violent shooting games, and gross electric toothbrushing is pleasantly strange.

i have come to a realisation that i no longer need that which i have lost.

traces and remnants
inevitably remain
but they no longer haunt
for they no longer fill

OC episodes with a fellow fan (at least i’m a girl ok! i’m allowed :p).

webcaming sessions with a certain “small boy” who can finally drive, or so we hope.

chocolate robs.

failed essay writing attempts.

liquid laughs all around.

***

moving down the street
she said the battle’s almost won

the sun’s rays are brighter.

and the feeling of completeness

wholeness

happiness

is undeniably

tangible.

multiple electric and acoustic guitars, ernie ball pedals and aphek sunday drivers, show-off pedaltrain-with-velcro-strip boards, restringing efforts and stunning strumming skills.

1am jamming sessions with three guitar pros.

awesome soundscapes.

***

it is amazing to see the guys with their pride and joys.

i’m moving in permenantly.