; thinking of you.

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

4:28 PM

It's an hour and a half before I leave for the airport.
And already, I'm homesick as I sit in my chair and roll around the room, pushing the ground with cold feet, clutching the computer with sweaty hands. Not even at the airport, and I'm beginning to dread and anticipate it. Fear, for the homesickness that will claim me the moment the plane lifts into the air. Joy, for what I know will be a fantastically amazing holiday.
Fear, that I will miss this place and the three most important, non-living things in my life: the toilet, my computer and my guitar.
Above anything else, my guitar will be sorely missed. The feel of its six strings, the deep sound reverberating from it, the polished wood beneath my fingers. On it; songs of bands that I have strummed, and even, verses depicting stories of my own fabrications (albeit, lousy songs - I seemed to have been denied the gift of songwriting). And so, I have packed my pick along, to strum on my own imaginary guitar on lonely days.
And my Zen too; for the moments of laughter it can bring, for the movies, and for the music of my most beloved bands.

And so this house will remain for twelve days; vacant and alone.

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rachel sim.
seven-oh one-ninety three.
fifteen.
~~scgs.~~
rafflesian!
guitar ensemble!
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loves her guitars.
loves her books.
loves music, both oldies and contemporaries.

loves maroon 5, my chemical romance, coldplay, mcfly, deathcab for cutie, queen, clay aiken, five for fighting, the eagles, elvis.

loves stardust, star wars, lotr, v for vendetta, babel, romeo and juliet, emma, gone with the wind, CRASH, Moulin Rouge, Breakfast at Tiffany's, The Pianist, Back to the Future, Walk the Line, The Departed

loves friends. and chandler bing.

loves david rocco, nigella lawson and JAMIE OLIVER.

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