(osaka city, japan)
I stare at the clouds, and the quiet fury of rain. I stand under this pouring sky, under the grieving clouds, and it feels so cold here. Like the breezes in the west coast of england, seeping into each part of my flesh. Like those times in my medicine clerkship in january: Shiver. Sadness. Solitude. Silence. This past year I've learned so much about myself, yet not enough. Never enough. I discovered, I only tried to hide in a place that beared your footprint, but the restless sea kept washing you up against me. I, warming myself up with my small palms, remembered what I read in the book yesterday. It read, "Remember love, it is more important than remembering somebody's name." Tonight, I discovered that this is what I have achieved.

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pondering on love, solitude and wonder
there's a song i'd like to share with you, on this wild, windy and velvety night. let me sing to you..

Close your eyes
Give me your hand, darling
Do you feel my heart beating
Do you understand
Do you feel the same
Or am i only dreaming
Is this burning, an eternal flame

I believe
It's meant to be, darling
I watch you when you are sleeping
You belong with me
Do you feel the same
Or am i only dreaming
Is this burning, an eternal flame

Say my name, sun shines through the rain
Of all life so lonely
Then come and ease the pain
I don't want to lose this feeling, oooh

Oh oh.....

我有一種好奇怪的感覺，覺得那一晚，破的不是氣球，是我幸福的童年。

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thanks sandra for stopping by, i will write to you soon, wait for me :)
happy mid-autumn festival everyone

with love and hugs,
betty