Monday, 8 August 2011

Six long, long years of waiting...

Fuck yeah! It's here, it's mine, and I'm raring to go! Oh, yeah... I kinda promised to myself that I'd read the first four books before starting this one... Well, then. Time to get a-readin'!

You are my desire, I set you free.

The thing about birthdays, right, is that even though I neither want or expect anything, I always end up wanting one thing specifically, and I never, ever get it. I know that last year I desperately wanted something - so simple, and yet... and yet so elusive - something not material, something that only words could express, especially because there was a distance that proved to be too great.
And this year, I find myself wanting something similar, and again, I shall not have what I desire.