2.02.2009

and everything we could never remember

ernst haeckel and dreams of the microscopic sea

if i could give you a simple reason for beginning to write it would be that half of my life is spent there and half spent here. there is a small distance between but nonetheless, a distance there is. and this distance creates gap and pause...and places in which bits of communication get lost or forgotten.

in an attempt to bridge this interval and tell you all the things that i am thinking but usually forget in the space from me to you, i vow to return to this virtual space and share with you all the little things that are running round my head. 

and please post the things that you have forgotten to tell me when last we met...or the one thing that you know we will both enjoy.

warmest wishes and come back so soon. good night.


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