Sunday, July 26, 2009

1.4 Vrtti sarupyamitarata

At the earlier part of the trip to Pundaquit, I gave in to the feelings of discontent and exhaustion. The feeling of always being exhausted, hating yet relishing the exhaustion. I almost missed the beauty of being with my two best friends - my husband and my son.

I must let this love permeate into remembrance so that I always feel joy washing over us in waves or scattered abundantly like shells.


Otherwise, he is of the same form as the thought streams

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