Gerhard brought me a beautiful bouquet of red roses on the 31st of Dec 2010. 10 Days later, the remaining ones are still gorgeous. There are 8 roses left. I feel like those roses, in a way. Dying away, one by one. My 'obsession' with him, is dying away, piece by piece. I prefer it that way. I say 'obsession' because I drove even myself crazy. It wasn't healthy. I am hoping for new beginnings, in a different way. I am hoping to make sense of it all. I couldn't depend on the NY for that, it's already screwed me over, so now I'm doing it myself.
The mind is a powerful organ...
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Can I hear a hell yeah for dying piece by piece! The obsession, of course. The song that keeps going through my mind now is 'Sistas are doing it for themselves' and rightfully so, I say. The mind is powerful, but so is the heart. :)
Have you made a choice about your studies yet, by the way?
Or maybe the roses falling away is what will allow you to become what you were always meant to.
I am very proud of you.
For this, and so many things. :)
Ladytruth - My studies are a matter of family fights at the moment. And inner turmoil. Unisa doesn't offer what I WANT to do, and a lot of people are telling me to hold back and just do the degree the family wants me to do because the market for Graphic design and animation etc is not big enough in SA. I don't know where to start looking at the moment.
Sal - I truly hope so...
Michael - Thank you. Sincerely.
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