Why live life from dream to dream,
And dread the day,
When dreaming ends.
*from Moulin Rouge*
-サヤカ-
Do you remember the first time you had to go to the doctor because of your skin?
Bro had accidentally knocked your head on our then rattan furniture, which resulted in a bump on your head.
Which later, got infected I guess, resulting in a huge swelling with pus. That was a very painful time.
We had to go to the doctor to shave off your hair on your head, and had medicine applied on the wound. I remembered your painful cries.
After that to avoid you from scratching the wound, the doctor put a cone on you. It was so funny, it was like an Elizabeth collar.
But it also scared you a lot, and you dared not move with the collar on you.
Apparently mom had to teach you how to walk, lifting you up and going "left" & "right".
There's a picture somewhere of you in that cone, sans injury I think, but it's probably in a hard copy somewhere.
***
Hi Baby,
Recently I've taken to watching this samurai show called "Samurai sensei", keeps me distracted. And it's funny, so it makes me laugh. Though I should be taking this chance to get some work done, instead of watching the show lol.
But, I've friends coming over tomorrow for 2 weeks, so I will need to move some furniture around tonight to clear my "study" for them, and will probably be busy with them around.
And on the weekend I will try not to freeze on Koya san.
I guess, I don't cry as much anymore. This week I didn't really cry that much. Just teared a little here and there. Not sure if that's good, or is this now the next stage of grieving? Or the side effect of being empty, or being too tired?
I don't know.
-sunz-
And dread the day,
When dreaming ends.
*from Moulin Rouge*
-サヤカ-
Do you remember the first time you had to go to the doctor because of your skin?
Bro had accidentally knocked your head on our then rattan furniture, which resulted in a bump on your head.
Which later, got infected I guess, resulting in a huge swelling with pus. That was a very painful time.
We had to go to the doctor to shave off your hair on your head, and had medicine applied on the wound. I remembered your painful cries.
After that to avoid you from scratching the wound, the doctor put a cone on you. It was so funny, it was like an Elizabeth collar.
But it also scared you a lot, and you dared not move with the collar on you.
Apparently mom had to teach you how to walk, lifting you up and going "left" & "right".
There's a picture somewhere of you in that cone, sans injury I think, but it's probably in a hard copy somewhere.
***
Hi Baby,
Recently I've taken to watching this samurai show called "Samurai sensei", keeps me distracted. And it's funny, so it makes me laugh. Though I should be taking this chance to get some work done, instead of watching the show lol.
But, I've friends coming over tomorrow for 2 weeks, so I will need to move some furniture around tonight to clear my "study" for them, and will probably be busy with them around.
And on the weekend I will try not to freeze on Koya san.
I guess, I don't cry as much anymore. This week I didn't really cry that much. Just teared a little here and there. Not sure if that's good, or is this now the next stage of grieving? Or the side effect of being empty, or being too tired?
I don't know.
-sunz-
Labels: ✿Goodbye Precious✿, ✿私の気持✿
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