Time in my life

This is your life, are you who you want to be
This is your life, are you who you want to be
This is your life, is it everything you dreamed that it would be
When the world was younger and you had everything to lose

- Switchfoot

Just a random song pops up in your playlist. It gets you thinking. Especially when you are taking really significant decisions, life altering decisions…

So this is my life, but am I who I want to be? Was this what I had dreamed I would be, what life would be? Swayed by emotion, consumed by passion for things that may or may not be significant in my life tomorrow, unmoved by success, grounded by failure.

Maybe till now I had not fully grasped how much to each extreme I am. Any attempts to blow moderation into my life have been futile. Common sense is averse to me. *Smirk*

I had never pictured myself like this. The vulnerability to emotion, to people, did not remotely pop up in my futuristic dreams. I guess life has thrown enough rotten tomatoes at me for me to still harbor notions of a perfect future.

Time destroys

Yesterday that was today,

Just a while back.

Tomorrow is not so far away.

Discards perfection,

Breeds uncertainty

A change in direction

With every breath

Control

We have none of that

Just brace ourselves for the next attack

Time rebuilds,

Heals the injured Achilles heel

Replenishes when all is seemingly lost

Creates beautiful dreams

When you’re soporific

And wakes you up to reality…

I guess I would have liked to go on with that. But time’s just brought back my best enemy - the writers’ block. Maybe some other time…

The Technicolor phase

I am the red in the rose, the flowers

on the blankets on your bedroom floor.

And I am the gray in the ghost that hides

with your clothes behind your closet door.

I am the green in the grass that bends back

from underneath your feet.

And I am the blue in your back alley view

where the horizon and the rooftops meet.

If you cut me I suppose I would bleed the colors

of the evening stars.

You can go anywhere you wish cause I'll be there, wherever you are.

(wherever you are) 2x

(I will always be your keys

when we are lost in the technicolor phase)

The black in the book

the letters on the pages that you memorize.

And I am the orange in the overcast

of color that you visualize.

I am the white in the walls that soak up

all the sound when you cannot sleep.

And I am the peach in the starfish on the beach

that wish the harbor wasn't quite so deep.

If you cut me I suppose I would bleed the colors

of the evening stars. (my darling)

You can go anywhere you wish cause

I'll be there, wherever you are. (my darling)

I love color. Everything in life has its own color – bright and dark and so many shades. I found this song by Owl city from the eternally colorful Alice in Wonderland soundtrack the pure definition of the love for colors….. or maybe it’s just the perfect definition of the color of my love !

Listen to it on

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiF05rJtHvQ&feature=related