Monday, November 9, 2009

The Ticket Is Valid






















And maybe I'll sleep at the station because there's nothing to go home to but an empty fridge and some stale mayonnaise.

And maybe I'll make friends with the guys sleeping under cardboard boxes and newspapers and we'll discuss what it means to love and to live.

And maybe I'll wander the city, one lost particle in a dust storm of Mondays, late nights and reports due yesterday.

And maybe I'll get on a plane or a ship and get lost in places I've never been lost in before.

And maybe I'll keep my phone on me in case you call. And tell me there's something to come home to.

27 comments:

Anonymous said...

It's amazing how your words perfectly capture how I feel right now. I'm doing my best to move on after all his lies and deception. But why does a part of me still hope that maybe he would come around? Sometimes I can't help but hate myself and my own stupidity.

Beautiful entry though. Perfect. Just perfect.

Nouri_E said...

Or maybe I'll call you, in case you're wondering if you have something to come home to.

(This photo makes me miss the old days of ridiculously early morning train rides when I was in college.)

Azalia Suhaimi said...
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† [shÍñ]z0ü` said...

I'll roam e streets 'til u call me home.

chichic said...

just call... just pick up the phone and I'll come running back to you... i miss you and you miss me too. every pore in my skin truly believed that. so swallow ur pride and make the call...

Anonymous said...

This made me cry especially now that I feel so lost.

Anonymous said...

I love you. Every day.

siang said...

Wow. Been there, done that.

Me, PhD said...

Sadly, we've all been there and done that. Deliciously your words are more refined than my semi-American redneck spews of "git on goin' before I pull out my .22 on you."

ccmm said...

Really heart wrenching but I love it so much. I am tearing up.

Anonymous said...

You never fail to amaze me. I read this every day thinking each new post is better than the last.

Elizabeth said...

That is beautiful.
Your words are like whispy clouds delicately touching roof tops.

Nitin said...

and maybe it will snow and an angel will whisper something magical into your ears and gift you crystal earrings..

Alyaa said...

It's beautiful :')

Shetu said...

Your words come from one heart and pierce many others :)

-LySa- said...

lovely ;)
i do hope the phone will ring some day..

Lorraine said...

this is wonderful.
perfectly describes everything i feel right now.

Anonymous said...

James?

Aella said...

amazing and powerful and i love.

Anonymous said...

I honestly don't know how you do it. Get inside my heart like you do.


Thank you.

vincee101 said...

After reading this I listened to Shalamar's 'Somewhere there's a love just for me' and 'For the lover in you'.

Thank You.

vincee101 said...

After reading this I listened to Shalamar's 'Somewhere there's a love just for me' and 'For the lover in you'.

Thank You.

3179 Miles said...

I just found your blog and it's absolutly amazing

ERINN said...

perfect. and on my birthday to boot! i love your work!

thank you!

ERINN said...

perfect! and on my birthday to boot! i love your work..

thank you.

Alyaa said...

I'm trying so hard to move on, no not look at my phone every 10 minutes but I'm waiting for that call and I feel stupid for waiting.

Anonymous said...

And maybe on the day I felt depressive and had no one to talk to about my feeling (I thought)

I'm having an awesome and humoristic conversation about not what life should be but what life is, laughing or asses of, behaving like children because we act, think and speak like little kids

Staying up all night feeling depressed and now at 8:53 im feeling alive.

Watching people outside, making jokes, doing silly things


we are alive

sheletra 163

In loving memory of my lovely dog :)