Monday, February 27, 2006

Winchester

I took a little trip to Winchester this weekend to visit an old high school friend. At first, I was feeling a little reluctant but then I got into it and decided that it was definitely a good idea to go. Truthfully, it was probably the best thing I'd done all week. It cured my ill thoughts of the past week and now I find that if not back to normal, I'm most certainly in high spirits. I'm sure a few of my friends will attest to that since I've been called "moody" and "aggitative" for the better part of last week.

Winchester was a lovely place and altho extremely small, it was quaint. Apparently, King Arthur held court there for the round table still stands - or rather hangs. Yeah... I know. Strange huh? I was expecting to see a nice big round table in the middle of the hall but instead it was hung up against the front hall of the wall at least 10 feet above the ground. Like anyone would really think about taking it down. The silliness. I used to love arthurian legends. Then somewhere in the middle, it all faded and the interest left me. I guess we have to stop believing in magic someday huh?

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

Lea's Depressing Thought of the Day

Each of us is represented by a stream of bureaucracy.
From one's birth certificate to one's death certificate,
these pieces of paper prove our very existence.
After death, once the papers disappear,
the smallest signs of our existence disappears with them;
each over taken by other piece of paper,
traces of the dead burried in the past.

Thursday, February 02, 2006

"There comes a point where you just love someone. Not because they're good, or bad, or anything really. You just love them. It doesn't mean you'll be together forever. It doesn't mean you won't hurt each other. It just means you love them. Sometimes, in spite of who they are, and sometimes because of who they are. And you know that they love you, sometimes because of who you are, and sometimes in spite of it."
Laurell K Hamilton (Incubus Dreams)

Truer words I've never heard
And though it pains me to say
There is no escaping this truth
Not tomorrow, today or even yesterday...