Friday, February 4, 2011

Comeback

Or attempt to return.

Writing makes one grow, and writing makes one remember and discern.

Today, I am painting my nails purple, to go with the stockings I wore yesterday.
Today, I am wearing my "tipa, tipa, wazo fe nich li" T-shirt. Because I believe that little by little, the bird builds its nest.
Today, I danced Zumba, and I fulfilled a dream from three years ago.
Today, I am reading about my silenced worlds, about struggles and love, about ancestors and the future they envisioned, and I am re-discovering the meaning that seemed forgotten.

And tomorrow - tomorrow I will read a book that's not fantasy, because I miss being touched by the feelings and dreams of others who knew how to craft a vision.

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