Wednesday, December 23, 2009


I'm a year older.
I'll walk in the middle of the square and stand still for moment, thinking about how 365 days ago I was standing in this exact same spot.
That day feels so far away. The ones in between seem weightless. Still I remember living them as though they were incapacitating burdens that I would never shake off. I can't say when they gradually shifted into lightweight puffs of hours, minutes, and seconds and I can't remember when the days began to float off on currents of air.
But they did.
And today, here I am, a year older.


  1. Happy birthday. :) I love this post. Your writing inspires me because it is so beautiful.

  2. Happy birthday, dear! This is such a melancholy post... your writing is full of emotion. I hope you're having a nice day.

  3. Oh, I love this poetic ode to the previous year of your life, as well as to the now. Looking forward to your continual metamorphosis. Birthday love.

  4. Happy belated birthday, sweetie. I hope you enjoyed it, as well as I hope you had a wonderful Christmas. I know how that feels, time seems so impossible to understand, some days pass as if they never existed. It's painful somehow.

  5. Happy Birthday, you have such a brilliant talent, i havent come across something as beautiful!

  6. Thank you for suggesting, I'll try to find it and comment about that novel)

    Byt the way you're no just older. You're one year wiser. Better. Every day/week/year you're becoming closer to the perfection
    So you mustn't be afraid or upset. Nothing happens for bad things

  7. Happy birthday!
    You write so beautifully...

  8. Happy belated birthday...

    Hope I could see more beautiful writing from you in the new year.


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