Boats with sails in the distance. And I keep hearing piano playing. Maybe it's my earphones. Yes. It's my earphones.
The water seems all bluish green. Not one of the usual shades. At least I haven't seen it much. My memory flashes a rainy pre-afternoon when the sea seemed grey. And Meet and I stood watching in silence. The tetrapods below seem smaller than usual.
The wind blows at me and says hello as the Beatles play something I don't want to listen to. Cause it reminds me of how I don't cut it. How I fail. I won't change it though. I'd rather just sit here and feel bad about what happened.
The Fray cheer me up though. Feels like a little bit of the load on my shoulders has been lifted off. Oh wait.. Nono. It's off.:) I'm not really smiling though.
A crow finds some food and brings it to the parapet to eat. Another crow tries to gt it hands, (or should I say claws) on it. And while they fight a Kite takes it away... Ha! Feels familiar Nai?
Two girls come sit on the parapet to my left. I can't look in that direction now., They'll think I'm staring at them. Nut I'm not. Only one person I like looking at. Ah well...
Some villagers pass me by. so excited. Funny.
Hmmm... Not many waves today. My mind goes back to those morning walks. I see Meet and I and the others looking at the waves oh so silently. A true Comfortable Silence.
Have you ever notices how crows fly here? Battling the winds. The same ones that oh so nicely say hello to me every now and then.
I wonder where that Girl got that glass from. And how far the pier that was once here stretched out. And why some of the stones are red... Maybe the light. Maybe the colour from stuff people keep throwing in the sea.
People that come here in twos or more seem so happy. Yeah. They're happy. And for the moment they smile. And I smile.
And It's all good again.
I hope.
But I smile anyway.
I tried to tear a page out today. I don't know why. But it's a little crumbled now. And I just clutched on to the corner. And then just let it go. I'm sorry for that. Very Sorry. Mainly to myself. And My Book. It will not happen Again. I promise.
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