May 22, 2009
posted by Nk. at 8:28 AM
I want a blue wooden door
like the ones you find so many in Greece
and I want you
to open it
and get in.
***
What is the best
and quickest way
to pack for a trip?
Just dump everything in the damn suitcase
and get going, get going!
***
To wake up
a stranger
in a foreign city.
Joy.
***
I am headed to Singapore tonight!
Labels: about a girl, getaway, Getaway Girl, happy time, link love, Singapore, your weekend wanderer
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May 14, 2009
posted by Nk. at 3:23 PM
So I made a secret Tumblr account because well, some things just have to come out in secret -- softly, in the company of the other things that gnaw at the heart but cannot be named without taking down walls and exposing one's self naked for all the world to see.Which I can not do because I like to appear Meg Ryan-y as often as I can: quirky, funny, and pretty (yes?). And on those days that I can't I'll just fool you with my multiple personality problems. Or some random reference to alcohol.
Anyway.
I'm liking Tumblr so far. A lot of awesomecakes people there, and the photos, the photos are love, love, love!
I so want a vintage-y bicycle.
Labels: about a girl, fangirl posts, flashes of light, link love, Meg Ryan, photography, Tumblr, vintage bicycle
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May 5, 2009
posted by Nk. at 3:34 PM
These are the things that made me afraid today:Not being able to settle my credit card bills, getting sued, and getting locked up in a jail somewhere where I won't be able to blog, twitter, party, shoot pictures, and see sunsets. Worse, I'd have to wear orange all the time. I hate the color orange.
That my state of distraction and my constant feeling of not being quite there would result to replying something incoherent and embarrassing to people I'm talking to, like mumbling something about being a black hole in your universe, dancing cows and riding unicorns when I'm being asked about where to save files and shit like that.
Falling down the flight of stairs.
Not being okay for a long time.
Looking and liking what I'm seeing too much.
Getting too fat.
Being always almost there but never really making it.
A burnout.
Getting old and not really getting it.
Losing the fight. Wait, what am I fighting anyway?
Being lost, permanently.
Labels: epic fails, lucid intervals, out of happy
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