Nov 142011
Άρθρο από το blog: Running In Heels:
It's quiet again. After an interesting and fun weekend, it's quiet again. It's that restless sort of quiet that annoys me.Ever get that feeling, that you're on the edge of something and yet you can't quite put your finger on it? As if you can feel that something is happening, and yet you have no clue of what exactly that might be.
It's not an eerie feeling: just a restless one.
I went to the mall the other day and I looked at people and saw they had sad faces. A lot of sad faces. People that walk next to each other but have no contact with each other. People sitting at the same table and not even looking at each other. They looked tired. Washed out. They looked sad. A lot of them. I was shocked at how common that look was afterall. And I watched a couple of them, followed their eyes when they looked at someone else with that longing look. Longing for what, I can not know. I just know that they didn't look happy with those long blank faces.
I started new hobbies. I met up with friends. I spoke to people I care about. It was a fun and interesting weekend. And yet I woke up this morning, feeling... lonely. It was the first time in a really long time that I missed having someone to say 'goodmorning' to. To have coffee with. To cuddle with.
I keep having these dreams... I'm walking down a wide dark corridor but I'm not afraid. And when I reach the elevator, I turn and take the stairs. I'm constantly climbing stairs in my dreams. Strong steady steps.
So I'm feeling restless. I'm on the edge of something. I can feel it. I'm not scared. I'm just restless; why does it take so long.
