Hotaru no Saiden

I knew my senses weren’t awake still… But I thought I caught the scent of nasturtiums. It’s a pungent, cold peppery smell. Most of my memory is based around scent and touch. I still remember what my old apartment smelled like. What the carpet felt like. What it sounded like. In and out of the freckled shade from trees. There is cold air swirling up from where the shadows lay And then hitting the patches of warm sun. I feel a little better, Somehow. Yesterday still resonates. But as time passes, Everything succumbs to some sort of change. I am deeply grateful to the remaining friendships I am part of. I know that there is no perfection in life, It is impossible for one person to have everything. I know that this way, The balance is split evenly. But… There is an ebbing concern still. I’m holding back. Uncertain. It has all happened so far for a reason. I hope my decisions are with good intent… And for a filling purpose in the end.

- Posted by Kitsu, 5:27 PM

Lying here barely awake. I shuffle closer for more warmth. The blanket lying at my feet, And me- not wanting to move and disrupt his sleep. The weeks have gone by fast. My eyes are dried shut. I wonder, Why is time in such a hurry to pass? I enjoy almost every moment, But why can I not remember? Over a year ago I had an “accident”. I hit the back of my head on the hilt of my new sword- Hotaru. Since then… Life isn’t the same. Often, at times, I become crestfallen when I realize I can’t handle a few spins like I used to, Or become dizzy at random. I’ve only blacked out once for a brief few seconds in all this time. I know when it does happens, He can catch me if I fall. Sigh… Yet, for all I know… I’m just repeating myself again. There isn’t so much to talk about anymore. What could I tell you about the world around me? It’s grown dull. Repetitive. There is lack in quality inspiration. The leaves have begun their descent. Brown and dry. Dull. Repetitive. I miss the luster of the trees back home. Ah, Welcome to Autumn.

- Posted by Kitsu, 11:15 AM

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archives	Friday, October 17, 2003 I knew my senses weren’t awake still… But I thought I caught the scent of nasturtiums. It’s a pungent, cold peppery smell. Most of my memory is based around scent and touch. I still remember what my old apartment smelled like. What the carpet felt like. What it sounded like. In and out of the freckled shade from trees. There is cold air swirling up from where the shadows lay And then hitting the patches of warm sun. I feel a little better, Somehow. Yesterday still resonates. But as time passes, Everything succumbs to some sort of change. I am deeply grateful to the remaining friendships I am part of. I know that there is no perfection in life, It is impossible for one person to have everything. I know that this way, The balance is split evenly. But… There is an ebbing concern still. I’m holding back. Uncertain. It has all happened so far for a reason. I hope my decisions are with good intent… And for a filling purpose in the end. - Posted by Kitsu, 5:27 PM Wednesday, October 15, 2003 Lying here barely awake. I shuffle closer for more warmth. The blanket lying at my feet, And me- not wanting to move and disrupt his sleep. The weeks have gone by fast. My eyes are dried shut. I wonder, Why is time in such a hurry to pass? I enjoy almost every moment, But why can I not remember? Over a year ago I had an “accident”. I hit the back of my head on the hilt of my new sword- Hotaru. Since then… Life isn’t the same. Often, at times, I become crestfallen when I realize I can’t handle a few spins like I used to, Or become dizzy at random. I’ve only blacked out once for a brief few seconds in all this time. I know when it does happens, He can catch me if I fall. Sigh… Yet, for all I know… I’m just repeating myself again. There isn’t so much to talk about anymore. What could I tell you about the world around me? It’s grown dull. Repetitive. There is lack in quality inspiration. The leaves have begun their descent. Brown and dry. Dull. Repetitive. I miss the luster of the trees back home. Ah, Welcome to Autumn. - Posted by Kitsu, 11:15 AM	ColonPipe Hyper Buddha Gorgissum Haiku Knock on the >>Sky Ebbles Miniatures