In part, i dont know what to write, things change and move and life goes on so fast... that i feel like i have not the time to breathe it in... Maybe i am too scared to write down my thoughts... yet again tania hides and swept everything under the mess under her bed...
But then again... what is it that i am afraid of? what is it that i am hiding from? should i look under the bed? what if there are monsters under my bed?
Well... guess that is why i am writing now. I am no where near my own bed, the monsters cant get me. I am we
ll under the illusions that i am save.I am home. In Auckland. The city i once called home.
I still remember the streets... the smell of the air...
Went around university, places i spend 5 years of my life in
Places that reminds me of good times...
and bad times...
Seeing old friends
Spending time with family
Visiting parts of my past
Not much have changed in Auckland
just more road works
I walked around the streets of Auckland city
Queen street
the old cheap kebab place is still there
When a thought hits
It hurts me as i realised
I have out grown this city
This city I once called home
This city i still miss and love
This city cannot give me what i need
This city cannot contain me...
And it is sad...
As i feel another chapter in my life is closing...
And the next chapter is not yet written...
I guess this is all part of the unfolding plan
At almost 30... i never thought i would still be experiencing
Growing pains...
