A day in the Life

A Day in the Life
(An excerpt of the text/book that I’m currently working on)

I’m not so sure how to start this. But I guess I got to let it out sometime.

My day starts up with the sun’s rays playing in my eyes. Waking me up from the lumbering sleep that old Dionysus had given last night whilst a bottle slowly falls from my outstretched hand. I then find myself flustered by the hustle and bustle that grows outside my window, the cacophony of sounds slowly but surely becoming a din that welcomes the day, each movement seen thru this window a mixture of the drama and the harried life each one of us lives. “Wake up” I tell myself and suddenly I see you in my mind saying “Good Morning! [With that beautiful smile] (albeit, the very same one that my memory allows to wander thru every waking and sleeping dream)” that reminder unexpectedly crosses my thoughts and then are just as soon are gone. I suddenly realize that with all the hustles and bustles around me - I am still all alone and then I know deep in my heart that I miss you.

Then my heart begins to ask these simple questions that go on and on like a train of thought that enchants the mind to be preoccupied by utter longing and despair. The thoughts that play on and on like a sonata that doesn’t have an ending and a beginning - like the tales of old that amuses and shocks the very fiber of one’s being. All boiled down to a simple question. Have I ever told you that I love you so much and that you are the most important person to me?

Just how do you tell someone that you love them? I’ve always asked myself how I could do so? For there were many times that I should have and never would. I would have but never did. I might have and never could. And then it just comes out - where did the Muses go? Where did they hide the eloquence that I once carried with aplomb and temerity?

I know not. I perceive not. And I’m totally at a loss.
I love you. Do you tell it thru words that bodes the practice of the mist and the muses? The better to touch your mind?
I love you. Do you show them thru your actions? Actions bold and daring to touch your heart with passion.

Do you tell them though you know that all circumstances and events have and will conspire against you? Knowing that you the very same one that I hold so dear in my heart have indeed been loss? Should I cry and implore the high heavens and fate to intercede - a bargain with yourself and everything you hold dear in life for that one slight chance? That one sliver of hope? That one wisp of possibility and grace that you might and could be favored by life? Yes, I would.

Though you will never know the breadth and the depth of my feelings. Know that you are indeed loved. Know that you are indeed - the most important person to me.

Fate is in truth cruel and gives us nothing but mirthless smiles. Life indeed might never allow me more than a cursory glance once in a while towards you and your path. Indeed, We may never be together - but that’s fine with me. Now that I know that you know, that I treasure that part of my life that we have shared. That I love the times we have been together. That is more than enough.


I never did ask for much. Neither validation nor closure nor anything else can be the answer to this. But knowing that I have been able to say what is and forever will be written in my truest of hearts had made me complete.

Live your life as I do mine. Our paths surely will cross each other for I believe that our lives are somehow entwined. At night, I still look at the moon and the stars. We may never know what possibilities tomorrow might bring. Still, there would always be one slight chance, one sliver of hope and one wisp of possibility and grace.

Be happy. I hope and pray that you are.