Monday, May 28, 2007

Faceless, spaceless

'I'm trying to tell you something about my life. Maybe to get me in between black and white.'

-Closer to fine







And it's good, sometimes, to be nameless. And it's better, sometimes, to be faceless.

So that you can eat ice cream for breakfast and cookies straight from the box for dinner. So that you can ride a merry-go-round in the rain and laugh so hard your face hurts. So that you can splash through puddles and kick at stones, so that you can run up a flight of stone steps just to see what's at the top. So that you can laugh at your own breathlessness when you realize there's nothing. So that you can board a train when you have no idea where it stops, and no real concept of where it started, either.

It's good, sometimes, to be nameless. It's good, sometimes to be faceless. Because often, what's hiding, what's lurking and what's smiling, is you.

8 comments:

Unknown said...

Welcome back! Now, tell us everything... :)

Anonymous said...

That's how I like to travel. Life seems more interesting like that.

Heather said...

Vila - it was absolutely fabulous, from start to finish. Just difficult to come home! How is everything with you?

Frank - amen. I couldn't agree more.

husk said...

...or you can do all of those things, with name & face printed on your shirt, daring others to tell you to do otherwise ;) welcome back!

Heather said...

Husk - this is why you're fabulous. Thank you.

Unknown said...

Who's that cutie in the photo with you?

Heather said...

Some hot girl named Jessica.

X said...

Go Heather Go! I need to hear everything...about everything....you do realise this! :)