there have been dreams about babies. baby boys in particular. and baby mikah made me really happy and sad. sad because he was just an illusion painted at the back of my mind. possible to achieve but it will be a very difficult journey with many rickety bridges to balance and cross over.
and then i was pregnant. and dm rubbed my tummy like she knew. it was amazing. the touch of a semi stranger. or frenger as the "cool" kids would say it. and they would understand what i mean by that.
how long does it take for anyone to learn how to walk? without stilts. without support. without anyone to hold your hand and say yeah you can do it. everyone is talking about time. how long? how fast? when?
realise with real eyes.
music would naturally be tortoise. le poseur?
non. saw them 7 years ago and it's superstitious to not listen to a band/artiste 24 hours before they perform or something bad will happen. i don't believe it yet somehow i don't practice it. ho hum.
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