Rainy Martini

November 28, 2012


Not too long ago, I was gathering dust. Idle. Bored, I lusted for something to do with the time that stretched up to the milky way before me. But now I'm so busy, I waste so many hours everyday traveling... so fast, it's so fast. I can't remember what it was like to simply have nothing to do. I can't get over how quick the lapses are. I want to stop talking about it, but the thoughts linger inside my head. Linger, they do. And they thrive, too. Feeding on my fears and uncertainties.

I fear for my dreams. They are changing, moving. If they don't stop I might lose them altogether. Even my ridiculous aspirations no longer exist. I don't daydream anymore, although I still find myself longing for what could have been in my spare time.

I am afraid of what I'm becoming, I never wanted to be... pragmatic.

Also, I'm having a hard time right now. Uhh... most days I feel like hiding in a tight space or something.

These light streaks were taken by me last year at my good friend Marion's house. I meant to post these some twelve months ago, but I never got round to. So now they're here, in this blog, just as they should be.

Are you excited for Christmastime?


  1. I've been in your position before, it was really hard actually I am still in that position right now, I don't know what to do because my dream had changed.. so i don't really know how to comfort you, but let me tell you..whatever you're going through right now, I hope you'll feel better.

    Take care Rainy, <3

  2. You wanna be a stripper now? LOL!

  3. "I waste so many hours everyday traveling."


    Well, in a way, I feel as if you are working towards your dream. At least one of them.

  4. So beautiful sis! ♥♥♥♥♥


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