Monday, November 20, 2006

packing pieces of china.



hello.

it's been a while. again.


in the one breath, there's so much to say.

and in the next breath, there's not much to say at all.

things are turning in circles.

much like a merry go round.

there is motion

moments of happy glee,

yet the feet don't feel like they are on the ground.


but for now,

just a short update.

work is keeping me busy.

and it's usually late late night until i find my way home.

whatever few hours of the day that i have had for myself,

i spend with friends over a coffee or a glass of wine.


and i still haven't found the home i'm looking for.

have checked out a few more apartments

and some have proven nice.

but there hasn't been one that left me saying,

this is it. this is home. this is where i am.


so i'll continue looking. waiting. hoping.

much like with other things in life.


and when you're the queen of impatience as i am,

the waiting isn't always an easy game.


tonight was one of the first evenings in a long while

that i actually spent at home.

put together some shirts that i hope to drop off at a store tomorrow

took care of a few random emails.

and i don't dare confess how behind i am on those.

and i packed a box.

of old dishes and china. from klaus' mother.

there's not much i'm taking with me from here,

and yet i have the longing and the need to take these

as the remnants of what i'm leaving behind.

maybe in a sense,

because these don't symbolise anything between us.

rather i simply think they're pretty. the vintage.

soft flowers and traces of gold.

numbers stamped on the back of the plates.

but just packing the box

was a symbolism for myself.

and just where i am these days.

learning to focus. learning to let go.

learning to welcome all the new.

and yes, sometimes that means,

packing pieces of old china.

as fragile and precious as they are.


love,

me.

4 comments:

susanna said...

Oh how I've missed you and your beautiful and poetic posts, Angela! Sounds like you are a very busy woman these days. Despite the late, late nights, do you like your new job? I'll send a wish out into the world for you to find your new, perfect Home. It's nice to see that you are back even if it's for a brief visit!

Anonymous said...

Hi Ang..so nice to see your blog again ! You are like those pieces of china; beautiful, fragile, breakable, and lined with gold..smile..Kimberley

susan said...

hugs to you angie,
we will talk soon... too much here...
xoxoxo
s

thestraightpoop said...

You, my sweetheart, are sometimes as fragile and precious as these pieces of china. But you're as strong, too. delicate and strong, all in one, and evidenced in this first among many steps. I love you dearly!