au revoir...

Gara.. nu gara pustie a lui Paler, unde doar un decalog pe perete, sau fricile, isi gasesc locul. Nici gara acelei Lorelei ce intalneste primii fiori romantizati ai adolescentei. Nici chiar gara moderna, cu sacose mari, indesate in toate ungherele, si forfota.
Doar o gara sufocata de magazine, cu prea multa lume pentru acea ora, lume ce astepta, neatinsa de nimic mai mult decat rutina zilnica, urmatorul tren spre casa.
Gara in care te-am vazut ultima oara, in care, dupa ultimul ramas bun, am jucat teatru cu mine insami, spunandu-mi ca totul e bine. E gara in care am trait cea mai grea despartire si unde, singura lacrima ce n-am putut-o pastra pentru mine s-a lovit, nestiuta de nimeni, de asfaltul neregulat.
E gara.. unde m-am uitat pe mine..

...je ne peux pas oublier...

memoires

parce'que je t'aime

 tu dois le savoir

voi fi..

Mi-e dor.. mi-e dor sa ma pierd. In mine, in tine, in locuri ce nu le stiu, in lucruri ce nu le cunosc. O sa plec candva, undeva si o sa uit. O sa scriu iar jurnale insipide si o sa cred ca sunt speciala. Dar voi fi doar o mediocra ce nu-si poate indeplini promisiunea fata de sine si voi cadea. Ma voi trezi dimineata, voi pleca la lucru, ma voi casatori, voi avea copii si voi fi multumita de viata mea, incapabila sa mai vad lumea cum obisnuiam sa o vad. Deja simt cum ceata asta a stupiditatii ma ineaca. O sa uit sa citesc, sa ascult, sa ating. Nu o sa mai fiu om. Caci omul, desi egoist si prost, este fascinant prin prisma intensitatii cu care percepe un sentiment.
Mai e cineva care sa ma ridice din balta asta de noroi?
Nu? asa credeam si eu..

if I were..

ceva ce n-as scrie in mod normal, dar...

If I were a month, i would be... November
If I were a week day, i would be... Friday
If I were a part of the day, i would be... somewhere between midnight and 3 am
If I were a sea animal, i would be... a sea-jelly
If I were a direction, i would be... wherever the wind might lead me to
If I were a virtue, i would be... loyal to certain people
If i were a historic personality, i would be... Gudrun (norske myth)
If I were a planet, i would be... Saturn
If i were a liquid, i would be... sea water
If I were a stone, i would be... amber
If I were a bird, i would be... an eagle
If I were a flower, i would be... lilac
If I were a type of weather, i would be... a november rain
If I were a musical instrument, i would be... a violin
If I were an emotion, i would be... confusion
If I were a sound, i would be... the wind in an abandoned house
If I were an element, i would be... fire
If I were a song, i would be... Low man's lyric - Metallica
If I were a movie, i would be... Phantom of the Opera
If I were a book, i would be... 19 roses - Mircea Eliade
If I were a type of food, i would be... pancakes
If I were a city, i would be... Sighisoara
If I were a taste, i would be... something mediocre
If I were a flavour, i would be... white chocolate
If I were a colour, i would be... dark red
If I were a fabric, i would be... silk
If i were a word, i would be... mediocrity
If I were a part of the body, i would be... clavicle
If I were a facial expression, i would be.. aparent superiority
If I were a school subject, i would be... Photographic Arts
If I were a cartoon character, i would be... Frolo from Notre dame de Paris
If I were a form, i would be... indefinite
If I were a number, i would be... 9
If I were a form of transport, i would be... a tram
If I were a piece of clothing, i would be... a too short red and black scarf

aberatii pe culoarul din 22...

Stii cum e sa stai? Sa stai si sa nu stii ce vrei sa zici? Nu sa nu iti gasesti cuvintele, ci sa nu stii ce gandesti. Sa vrei sa strigi, sa alergi, sa te pui in fata ei si sa-i spui tot ce nu stii, dar ai vrea ca ea sa inteleaga.
Si stii tu cum e sa crezi? Sa crezi ca in disperarea ta atingi apogeul unui sentiment, dar raportandu-l apoi la nebunia neascunsa de o doza de litium, sa-i vezi mediocritatea? Sa simti tensiunea, ca un condens pe pielea ta si sa te trezesti brusc cu patura invartita in jurul tau? Sa-ti auzi respiratia sacadata acoperind calmul din somnul colegelor.
Ma intreb daca nu ai ales deja, sau, daca ai facut-o, de nu regreti. Daca nu simti in fiecare secunda ce-o petreci cu tine alegerea, ca un blestem ce o sa-l porti mereu.
Unde o mai gasesc acum, cand am lasat-o sa fuga prea departe in fata mea?