DJ and I during happier times.
*Taken from a previous post written in 2005*
Dearest DJ,
I went to St. Kilda yesterday on my own, by tram. It was a sunny day, but a little cold, the wind was the penetrating kind. I hugged myself to make me warm. I missed u very much then. U gave me warmth and so much more! U made me look good and u made me feel confident to face the world every time I wore u. I wish I could turn back the time and not left u where ever I left u. It was strange. One minute I felt u with me and the next u were gone.
I was looking for a substitute for u in the city (not a nice thing to do, but one has to keep warm this windy season!) but all I could find was boring ol’ denim jackets who was so much more expensive then u. I hope that one day soon I shall find a replacement that would do you justice. Until then I shall roam the streets of Melbourne, cold and thinking of u. If u are reading this, just know that u were my favourite denim jacket and I will always think of u fondly.
How am I u ask? I am good. Some days are better than the rest, but I get by. I am still not into dating though. I am trying to have a better relationship with myself. I am trying to understand me more. It is a slow process, but I am getting better. Slow and steady wins the race yeah? I think I will give the book I borrowed from the library tomorrow. It is called – Sex & The City – how to meet your Mr. Big. I started reading the book, but then realized that I wasn’t interested in it. I don’t want to meet my Mr. Big right now. I am happy just being here, with me, sometimes good, sometimes not-so-good, but every day understanding me better.
So u take care dear DJ and where ever u are, I hope ur adventures take u to greener pastures and fun.
Luv always,
Anu
26 May 2007
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4 comments :
DJ reminds me of this jacket I lost at a party in Christchurch in 2003. I only really got to enjoy it for something like 3 months. I think someone wasnt pleased to know that the jacket looked like, or probably was, a B52 Bomber pilot's jacket. For certain, someone else is goin around Christchurch lookin like a pilot, who saw some action only in his wildest dreams.
shhhh... I;ve been snooping into some of your friends blog and leaving traces of evidence.... the news might come back to you pretty soon...!
shit!!! what was I thinking.. the same people are gonna be reading my comments here....!!
hehe... hi people!!!
Good one Sharky! Now they know where to find u! *LOL*
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