TheChant
Joined November 2008
Waves lapping on the shore.
Skies on fire at sunset.
Old men dancing on the streets.
Paradox and possibility.
Sense and sensibility.
Cold logic and half truth.
Final steps and first impressions.
Fools and fine intelligence.
Chaos and clean horizons.
Vague notions and concrete certainty.
Optimism in the face of adversity.
I’m alive, I believe in everything
I’m alive, I believe in it all
Journals
A day in the life of Nina
I wake up later then I should and earlier then I want to. Reach for my cell phone and read my messages so the annoying blue light stops flashing. Pick up my little white weathered bible and try find some holy inspiration for the day. My maid walks in, we chat about her children, her health, the weather. She offers tea, I accept. She leaves and returns with tea. I drink half of it. Every time. …