let's end this tragedy today

well i was just living in the moment
and the moment was all about you.

i think my life is made up of song lyrics, for serious.






it was strange, getting on the plane in dublin to come back to london. i got the overwhelming feeling that i was coming home, and even though i've only been here for a month so far, it's already started to feel like home. i only barely know the streets of london, but feel familiar nonetheless; like the lines in my palm, like blood vessels, like a part of me. i've gotten to the point where i can give directions, where i can correctly estimate how long it'll take to get somewhere, where i can navigate myself around king's cross underground station with barely a glance at the tube map.

the tube is an adventure in itself; you never know who you will see, whether you'll recline comfortably in a seat orwhether you'll be pushed up against the window, holding onto the railing for dear life. there is ipod etiquette --headphones in, device either stuffed into a bag or a jacket pocket--, there is escalator courtesy --stand right, walk left--, there are sights and smells and sounds that make you wonder how there can be so much life on the underground, where the sun doesn't even shine.

and then, walking out of the charing cross station to a glimpse of the blue, blue sky, you realize that this feeling of home isn't a new one; no, instead it's a realization of something that was there all along, something you never knew until you let yourself love this place for real.

be careful what you wish for

come up to meet you, tell you i'm sorry
you don't know how lovely you are
i had to find you, tell you i need you
tell you i've set you apart

tell me your secrets, and ask me your questions
oh let's go back to the start
running in circles, coming up tails
heads on the science apart

nobody said it was easy
it's such a shame for us to part
nobody said it was easy
no one ever said it would be this hard
oh take me back to the start

i was just guessing at numbers and figures
pulling the puzzles apart
questions of science, science and progress
do not speak as loud as my heart

oh tell me you love me, come back and haunt me
oh and i rush to the start
running in circles, chasing our tails
coming back as we are

nobody said it was easy
oh it's such a shame for us to part
nobody said it was easy
no one ever said it would be so hard

i'm going back to the start.

-- coldplay, "the scientist"

i'm blind and waiting for you

sometime it's hard to figure out exactly what it is you really want.

everything feels so fast and crazy and i have a feeling it won't slow down anytime soon ...
but hey, i'm just along for the ride.

"this city is contagious."



sometimes it's impossible to know what it is you really want. sometimes you never really know until you get there. sometimes what you want isn't what you should want, but isn't life all about taking your chances?

let's see what happens. i can't wait to see what the next 3 months will bring.