Sound of the day 51#

“The rain to the wind said,
You push and I’ll pelt.’
They so smote the garden bed
That the flowers actually knelt,
And lay lodged–though not dead.
I know how the flowers felt.”
Robert Frost

Gandul zilei #21/ Thought of the day #21

Astazi este miercuri. Din nou, doar ca parca saptamana asta are un mod de a fi mai pasagera decat cealalta saptamana. Simt mai putin apasatoare orele petrecute la munca si acasa, am impresia ca parca ieri ar fi fost luni si astazi, iata, e miercuri.

Singurul lucru care nu se schimba este ploaia ce pare a fi din ce in ce mai deasa si mai rece. In ultima vreme tind sa cred ca vremea este prielnica vampirilor, nu tu soare, nu tu caldura… doar ploaie marunta, vant si frig.

Nu mai am energie, nu imi mai doresc sa zambesc, nu mai vreau sa fiu prietenoasa, ci sa fiu serioasa cu mine si cei din jur. Imi doresc doar sa imi inchid emotiile intr-o geaca groasa de iarna si sa inchid ochii. Sa meditez la necunoscut si inevitabil.

Astazi nu am inspiratie, dragi cititori, nu stiu ce as putea sa va spun. Imi doresc doar ca aceasta saptamana sa ia sfarsit si monotonia gri de semi-toamna de aprilie sa se blocheze pe undeva, printr-un alt univers paralel.

English Version

Today is Wednesday. Again, just like this week has a way to be more comfortable than the other week. I feel less pressing about the hours spent at work and at home, I feel like yesterday it was Monday and today, here it is Wednesday.

The only thing that does not change is the rain that seems to be getting thicker and colder. Lately, I tend to think the weather is more convenient for vampires, there is no sun, no warmth … just heavy rain, wind and cold.

I do not have any more energy, I do not want to smile anymore, I do not want to be friendly, but be serious about myself and others. I just want to close my emotions in a thick winter jacket and close my eyes. Let me meditate on the unknown and inevitably.

Today I have no inspiration, dear readers, I do not know what I could tell you. I just want this week to end and gray monotony of the April autumn semi-fall blocking somewhere through another parallel universe.


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