Thank you for calling. But I am not here right now. I am somewhere else. And you cannot reach me. Please leave me at the sound of the beep.
It hasn't been a good year altogether. Constant battles and hardship for the past seven months. Trials and tribulations. It has been tremendously exhausting. A broken china, chipped glass, cracked mirror, missing jigsaw. This is one battle against my own worst enemy, me. No relations with another human relationship.
I need to get back up on my two feet and take baby steps. Yesterday was a challenging one but I can make a fresh start.
Back to the era where.. I was.. Happier.
Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
