12 August 2004

Fall is on its way...

As I was walking yesterday and today, I remembered why I moved to Madrid. What wonderful weather we are having. It was warm and had an amazing breeze. I could walk for hours. I like Carrie Bradshaw have a love affair with this city, only I'm a bit more finicky about my love for it. Today on my morning walk I noticed a woman, older, making her way to the store I always walk to. On her way back I noticed her on the journey back to wherever she came from. She had a sack of groceries that she had purchased and she was smoking a fag. She looked amazingly lonely. But that was me merely projecting onto her my state. She was probably very happy and enjoyed her walk and her smoke. Then, I began to think of people who saw me walking in the mornings. Did they too see my loneliness, or worse did they do what I do and project there emotion onto me? How was I so ignorant to project my psyche onto to someone else. Perhaps she was lonely and I was right, my intuition says I am. I could hear that voice in my head that tells me about people when I meet or see them. In any case that was wrong of me. Although, friends and I do often play the game of guess the person where we sit in an area and guess what people are and do. That is just a game, but have I turned my game into life, guessing what and who people are? Possibly.

My mother is so excited I am traveling back to Florence to see her and my father. I am excited about this, however, like my last blog it will be a trying time. I do love my parents, but like every child you begin to need to make your own life and stop listening to everything they say. True some of their wisdom you must STILL listen to, but some you have to throw away. Sometimes you need to make your own mess ups and learn from them.

As for love, yes I am cursed with it, but it is a curse I have put onto myself. All the vampires in the world right now are too young emotionally for me. Maybe someday I will find one as old as I am. Until then, I will live this cursed life.

Anita it's time for a drink, we will have it soon I am sure. Consuela, I miss you and can't wait to start walking with you. Gratz hope I can see you before you leave for the big apple. Have fun in the city.

Lestat

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