Simple thought
April 12th, 2011
In this house of mine, I have laid out all my thoughts.
Many of them, thoughts I wish to forget, but I make immortal by laying them out on paper.
When joy is abundant, time flies, I fly to far away places, forgetting this black and white house.
When puzzlement and pain strike, I walk back into this house of mine.
But what have I collected, apart from doubt, questions and tears?
Within this house, I look for faith, answers and laughter and find only a few.
A lonesome reminder of the pains of growing up and growing out of things is not what I want to keep.
But rather, a book of joy.
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beautiful!