Monday, September 04, 2006

SVFF

WHAT a weekend. I don't even know if I have the strength to put it into paraphrase. No matter what I write, you won't have even a glimpse of the heart and soul and breath that went into this weekend. You'll NEVER grasp the enormity of what we were just a part of, the joy we had, or feel the pain and heartbreak of it. And because of that, I don't want to write anything.
But I have to.
My head feels like it's going to explode... It's been so long since I've written. And I feel like if I even start to scratch the surface of it... I'll lose it.
My head feels like it's going to explode... I haven't slept much in the past week. And I feel like if I go to sleep, a real sleep, it'll all be over... and I want it to be just a little longer, I want that time to last a few more moments.
My head feels like it's going to explode... and my muscles are paining me, throbbing, waiting for that next chore crying to be completed.
My head feels like it's going to explode... I've watched death and rebirth of an event, and seen generations of history happening. I haven't even understood all that's gone on around me.
And my head feels like it's going to explode... I need water, but I've seen and sat in enough to be quenched for weeks.
361 Days till Shelter Valley.

2 comments:

T said...

does this mean we get to see you this week?

Anonymous said...

T, you can see any of us on the Labour Day Weekend by visiting SVFF.