altering my alphabet

wednesday 8th may 2002 @ 22:27

"footsteps echo on familiar streets..."

on distant pavements i walked. the sun was warm. no aching memories resurfaced. but i viewed the streets through a cellophane blur that shielded me. i returned without souvenirs or open wounds, but also lacking the relief i had hoped for.

at home in evening light, the cry of seagulls and the smell of salty air was more reminiscent. of childhood holidays eating ice cream on a beach and not feeling the chill breeze on my bare skin, 'cause at 10 i did not feel the cold. and here, everyday is like a holiday. so they say.

the ABCs of me are changing.