Mood: Content and Relieved
Music: I Never Told You - Colbie Caillat
Date: Thursday, April 15th, 2010
Letters to Past Lovers, the Series
Letter to my soul mate, The Final Letter
Thursday, April 15th, 2010
Dear (name deleted),
There is a thin line between love and stalking, and sometimes I wonder if either if us has crossed it. You are the only person I have ever loved, that when I think about - I know you are thinking about me. You are the only person I have loved, that when I think about, I know you will contact me.
Whenever I tell people about the connection you and I have, they look at me oddly, perhaps shake their head and give me a glazed over look that suggests they're thinking "okay dear, if you say so."
About Persephone
- Allison Charmaine
- Kingston, Jamaica
- If you want to know more about me, or to gain access to my private blog, e-mail me at: allisoncharmaine@gmail.com
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9:56 AM
9:14 AM
Mood: Happy
Music: 1812 Overture - Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky
Date: Tuesday, March 23rd, 2010
DISCLAIMER: I'd like to point out that the comments are now working thanks to the magic of my friend Morphine who is a talented writer and photographer. I demand you visit her and leave a message on her facebook fan page reminding her how much I love her :)
The last entry was emotionally exhausting for me to write, and I've yet to decide if I'm 100% okay with opening up as much as I have on this blog. Funny, because when I started this blog a year ago, I wanted to keep it light-hearted and not mention parts of my past. How quickly that has changed. Perhaps that change is for the best. Today I'm going to go back to my light-hearted roots...here's a list of 20 truths according to me.
1:32 AM
Mood: Content and Grateful
Music: Knots - Carol Mandala
Date: Monday, 1st March, 2010
I had planned on writing an entry some time this week on reflections coming out of this weekend, and the things I mused about after my Uncle's funeral. However, my friend just told me she wants to know what it feels like to be in love, and as we discussed love I remembered this piece I was challenged to write but swept to the wayside after my uncle died.
My friend Stuart posted a link to an article about Mr. Right on his facebook, and it turned into a healthy debate about expectations and love. One of the respondents challenged he and I to write something on finding love and the right partner, and this is my half of that challenge. Normally I leave out names of persons but this time I have left his name because he deserves credit for me writing this piece - not only because he posted the initial article, or hosted the challenge on his facebook but because I wrote this piece in an hour after a discussion with him.
So now that you have your prologue, here is the draft of what I wrote.
Enjoy. If you have any feedback, you'll have to e-mail me or write on my facebook/twitter because the comments portion of my layout coding doesn't work, and I've been too lazy to find it and fix it.
Love,
Ally.
Photo Credit: Don't Drink the Kool-aid; Saturday, February, 13th, 2010
12:34 PM
Mood: Clarity
Music: Stand Up - Hindi Zahra
Date: Thursday, February, 18th, 2010
My friend asked me on Monday night what I'm giving up for lent, and as we discussed the topic, I let him know that I don't believe in self-torture to prove a point about my commitment to God or how good of a Christian I am.
I really don't, because while I believe in Monotheism - I think it is safe to say my beliefs are more in line with Panentheism. I don't care for labels, I think often times they end up being more of a burden than an explanation.
11:19 AM
Mood: Pensive
Music: Soldier of Love - Sade
Date: Thursday, 11 February 2010
I find that my best moments of inspired thought come in the most inconvenient places: in the shower, while cooking, or while falling asleep. These three places have the same thing in common – it’s hard for me to pull out pen/paper/phone or laptop to record my thoughts. My hand is either wet, covered in food or refuses to move because I’m groggy.
On Wednesday afternoon while cooking dinner, it occurred to me one of the lessons I eventually learned while cooking, applies to life: you can’t fry something properly if the pot is crowded. There are lessons you learn more than trial than error when it comes to both cooking and life. Then there are other lessons you need to learn through error and not trial.
11:19 AM
Mood: Content
Music: All I Need - Radiohead
Date/Time: Monday, 18th January, 2010/11:58AM
EDIT: Why didn't someone point out to me that my "lysdexia" (dyslexia) had kicked in and I had "galley" instead of "gallery" when referring to the waving gallery?
CORRECTION has been made.
I find that the best moments in life are completely unplanned and unrehearsed. This is a profound statement coming from someone who is a notorious planner that lives in her head. I used to plan my entire day, from waking to going to bed - but when you work a 16 hour day, this is essential to maintaining your sanity. To-do lists and organisers were my friend, Google calender and a PDA - were like manna from heaven.
10:14 AM
Mood: Pensive but Content
Music: Blue Monday (Jori Hulkkonen Mix #2) - Flunk
Date/Time: Tuesday, 5th January, 2010/10:50AM
A thought occurred to me on New Year's Day, as I laid in bed in the afternoon attempting to get some sleep: "New years are like birthdays: you know something is different but it takes you a few months to feel the difference..."
And it's true, today is the 5th January, 2010 and I have yet to write the date by hand, I've only done it in digital form and without explaining the obvious mental effect this has: it doesn't feel real to me.
3:25 AM
Music: Love Hurts - Incubus
Mood: Content
Date/Time: Tuesday, 8th December, 2009/3:45AM
The last time I wrote in this blog was October 21st, when I had to share a profound statement that came to me as I returned from watching a friend participating in an event at Dover in St. Ann.
And now, I find myself writing again, after getting home at something after 1AM after spending quality time with the two persons that were there when I made that profound statement. In reality, it was 5 of us in total - and it made me realise that the best moments in life - the moments I will always remember are never in a crowded room - but in a room filled with love.
12:29 PM
Mood: Mellow and content
Music: The Way I Am by Ingrid Michaelson
Date/Time: Wednesday, September 9th, 2009/10:23AM
Recently I was talking to a colleague turned on-line friend of mine about life, love and everything in between.
I love our discussions, because they are open, honest and free of pretence. He is 45 years old, but doesn't look or act it - and I love that about him. He's not trying to impress me, lecture me or constantly remind me that he is older or wiser. The conversations are always interesting, and I learn more about myself and him - with each discussion.
2:45 AM
Mood: Cleaning out my emotional closet
Music: Golden Boy - Natalie Merchant
Date/Time: Sunday, 28th June, 2009/3:03AM
Men amuse me, this is fact. There is something about these little mind games that men and women play with each other - that amuses me.
I have decided that when you meet someone new - that both parties send their publicist. You send the best possible version of yourself to represent your interests and advertise your message.
Not quite deception, but almost like hubris to believe that anyone is stupid enough to believe you're that perfect.
2:30 AM
Mood: Pensive but content
Music: Everblue by Mandy Moore
Date/Time: Wednesday, 10th June, 2009/2:30AM
I've read my last entry "Fork in the Road" more times than I care to admit. Each time searching for a meaning behind my own words, searching for that emotion and trying to decide if what I feel for you is simply lust or something more.
What's it like for you to be in love with me? I wonder.
How do you accept me for me and never let the things I've warned you about, be a bother?
Do you truly understand my temperament? My moods? How incredibly miserable I can be? Does it cross your mind that these sweet words I write today - can turn into words that sting, tomorrow?
Doesn't it worry you to know that at any minute I could turn and walk in the other direction?
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