Sunday, November 26, 2006

Yesterday I quit. I couldn’t do it. Strange. I’m not me anymore. I think I know why. Actually, I do know why. Sigh. What is happening? Where am I heading? Is this right? I don’t know what is right anymore. I used to know so well. I used to tell people. How sweet is the feeling of losing myself in work. Just drowning. Blocking out life. Ignoring facts. Living a dream. Or is this reality? Walla I don’t know anymore. I am lost. My shield is weakening. Curse you. Life couldn’t be about work all the time. How easy it is to lie. Which me am I now? How hard it is to lie. How easy it is to steal. I don’t lie.

I drink the color from the sky and turn blue.

Monday, November 06, 2006

Sweet Distraction

You know what I am talking about. That thing, that person, that memory, that anticipation...something...always in the back of your mind. Even when you are at your busiest. may it be your friends, your family, your parents, your loved one...It is that happy place you go to when you mentally escape for a couple of fleeting moments. Then you come back with a slightly refreshed vigor for life.

Here is an excerpt from a song that with all the work I had, with all the travelling I did over the last month, somwhere between Dubai and London...it touched me. I am happy to be back in Riyadh. I love living in a country where you can pretend it is summer all year round....=)

Memories of yesterday
Can’t think about it
Nothing but you
Never gonna fade away
Even if you disappear from view

Sweet distraction
You’re always on my mind
Sweet distraction
Same feeling every time
Clear intention
Just wanna make you mine
Sweet distraction
Same feeling every time

Lazy summer days
Wash away
Under the spell
Of soft summer rain

We are all the same

Memories of yesterday
Daydreaming of when I held you close
Doesn’t matter what you say
You were the one I wanted most

Sweet distraction
You’re always on my mind
Sweet distraction
Same feeling every time
Clear intention
Just wanna make you mine
Sweet distraction
Same feeling every time


- From the beautiful lyrics of Alejandro DePinedo's “Lazy Summer Days”