We All Go Back To Where We Belong

Everyday where...

where my morning is normally embrace with the divine images of my daughter

where at its best, the morning light reflects behind my curtain

where I always come across with this view outside my window 

where I settle myself in the living room

where I have my harmonious green tea and briefly read some pages of a novel

where I love to stare the women on a sort of a 'Victorian era' where fashion seen mostly in the 1840s till early 1870s in this painting despite the frightening frame

where I discern the bright skies in an open window

where the other side of the window allowed a boring view

where after my grand shower, I had to abandon the flat by passing this wide yet clean corridor 

     where when I'm going down I discourage myself to use the lift by pressing the button up instead of down to avoid the temptation

where I better stretch some leg muscles by using the stairs from second floor to ground floor.

where I take a seemingly usual short walk on my way to work 

where I have my much anticipated hot black coffee in the office

where I ignite another long day of performing my job

where I eat my weird lunches like this fettuccine with spaghetti sauce in full enthusiasm

where I finally walked home after a stressful day of work

But those everyday walks are associated with distress and homesickness, the disturbing desire to be able to go back to my country.

I dedicate this post to R.E.M. band who announced their split a few weeks ago. Actress Kirsten Dunst (wearing Rebecca Taylor 'Black Ghost' cut-out floral dress), and artist/poet/activist John Giorno, star in their final single "We All Go Back To Where We Belong" in two different videos. 

Both music videos were simple and easy, and watching them the whole length warmed my heart. It made me pause for a while at the slave of my mundane routines. Rather than seeing them as sadness, I endure them with their simple glory and to be thankful for every wonder they brought to me. 

It seems like whatever I do I am pretty engaged for more months here until I have my holidays. At once, I temporarily embrace those moments with splendor, having done it almost every day for the past couple of years, I know one day I will go back to where I belong.

Yet, I wanna say happy halloween!


aileen