Obtuse Angles

It was Sam's wedding the last weekend and man, I can't tell you how scary it was for me, for us, 'cuz let's face it, this is the end of the road in more ways than one! I don't want it to ever get over, I want to do everything and experience it all without all those shackles. I mean, thank you very much, but I think I can live without a life-partner. We'd probably live together for a while but part ways when we realize our differences. I don't know, besides it seems like love was never on the cards for me anyway. Yesterday me and Sagan went to Sammy Sosa and the food was delicasso! Hehehe! It was really fun, hung out the entire time before that at the K Store and met his really bubbly and fun colleague, Nuzhat. Nice weekend, indeed. God, I have been a terrible blogger this month. I haven't kept up with tradition at all this month (4 blog posts) and well, that sucks. The good news is that I'm over Blaze now and I just can't stop thinking about the other her! I know, I never learn and I'm such a doof. Oh, btw, I got a complimentary Cherry Tea from the BBC at JW Marriott. Woo hoo! :-) I'm sorry guys, this post was far from profound or inspiring or remotely any thing you'd use adjectives to describe it but here is blog post # 2 for April as promised... there will be more. Before the moth ends. Amen! Wait, over this past weekend, I've fallen more in love with Dig by Incubus... It is fricking awesome! Promise me we'll always have each other when everything else is gone....

Musings...

Here I am, 11 whole days late but it's like they say, Better late than never. I don't know why I've put off writing here for so long otherwise, I stick with tradition (that of posting four blog posts a month). Anyway, I've been lazy, whiny and grumpy.

A sense of stagnation looms over me,
It's suffocating, rancid and painfully dark.
Stories lay forgotten, Articles pending,
Their emotions stark.

I seek refuge in a fashion capital
Paris, Milan, NY or London,
Somewhere over the blue seas would I settle.
I want out.

Thoughts are confusing
Lying scrambled in the head
Tears of frustration clinging to my lashes
As I wake from my bed.

Not sure what I need
Not sure how to escape
I feel like cutting all heed
And storming my way out...

Leave me be, please.
Let me go.
I want to breathe. I'm cutting off my oxygen tank.

I want to go away.