on the verge...

Literally moments away from the beginning of something magical...magic is so subjective, but, here I am, and there's no question that my life is disintegrating from what once was to what is, and there's a letting go, of it belonging to me... every moment is surreal, from how much like home China feels to how I can't quite melt into the background. Moments hurt, like a claw penetrating my chest, hooking on to my heart, and callously pulling it out, as painful as that image is, it's truthfully a celebration of i can feel, and what the heart represents, the love that has surrounded my existence, my sloppiness, my keen over zealous nature, has in one way or another created a respect, one of honesty and truth. My hurt is my celebration, my celebration is of all that surrounds me. I take you into my next step, because that is all that I am , and that is ALL that is me, a collection of moments that you've not only been privy to but are responsible for, the less I try the more i cry, the more i cry, the more i defy all that there is to defy, all that keeps us from flying, and nothing keeps us from flying, so let nothing get out of your way... I represent you in Honk Kong today, and other then a notebook, a pair of over priced Lululemon shorts and 1000% willingness I leave it all behind except the love you've energized me with...
It's my first day of school, so let it be your first day of school, let everyday be a solid magic trick, and remind yourself that beaches and planes, yoga mats, and canvas's, community and vanilla skies out your morning window...are not the norm, but when they become that, that's magical in itself...
GobeeFree.
5:46 am mon.jun.25.2007.HK.china