It is a bittersweet consolation, when these days are at its lowest tide. No word today regarding my VISA. Waiting all day by the phone, checking emails; with no updates. The sky cries a million tears; crashing like waves washing them away. I think I let Terri down, but I didn’t mean to. I’m sorry, sweet friend. I’ll make it up as soon as I hear a word from the embassy.
The world seems so passive when seen through bleary eyes; don’t they know I’m waiting? How many million times do they make our lives collide?
So many empty beaches, with no life there. How can you make difference if you don’t care.
No wonder there is so much of that we cannot control; for they have injured me and my wings are grounded. I have tired to fly; but they won’t keep us down. I’ll figure out a way…
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