Mastering the Art of Teen Angst

January 21, 2008 - no title needed

Dear You,

I am currently sitting at my desk, attempting to write my first assignment of the new year in my brand new chair, with the door of my room wide open and the smell of biryani, from the kitchen, wafting in. My fingertips are cold and I'm still wearing my hat and scarf from today's outing. I'm feeling content at the moment. But I think I forgot how to express properly though. There was a time when I would have tried to shovel down elaborate metaphors and imagery down your throat, but nowadays I feel as dry as the textbooks I read for class.

It hasn't started well for Toronto this year. A lot of deaths. Every night someone has been stabbed, shot, fallen off some dangerous heights, etc. I wonder what's happening. Or maybe I'm just paying more attention to the news now?

Hope you're doing well.

Love,

P

January 22, 2008 - <i>Untitled Comment</i>

Posted by photostyle

"It's amazing the things you'll see when you open your eyes"

I have no idea who said that, or if in fact anyone has, but it sounds good, and that's what counts.

Also, I'm not implying that you've had them closed. maybe you were just looking elsewhere. Strangely, it applies to photography as well...

And just for kicks, here's another sight related thingy: My grandmother is blind, and has been from birth. She was asked once if she had the chance, would she like her sight restored, and she replied (approximately) "no, I don't think so. I'd hate to find things nowhere near as beautiful as I've imagined them to be"

...

Oi. did i really just say that much? *looks at wife-prepared margarita suspiciously...

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