tangled in sheets, of my own. Alone.
And it's been happy, in a dreamlike state,
without worrying about academics in the semester's wake.
I saw my parents, overcame a flu,
I realized that it's not going to happen, this thing between me and you.
I've rebuilt the bridges, the ones burnt long ago.
And somehow this is miniscule compared to the current lack of snow.
The holidays are passing, like my last day spent at home,
with literally heaps of mess to clean up, before I go abroad.
I can't think of what to do, or where to start, or who to call
or what to say:
to loves of past days
with those i've crossed ways
.... How to exit this daze,
and back into my new life.
-V.
And now for some amusing and cute pictures (from IMG FAVE)
