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Tuesday, December 30, 2008
An empty space.. - 1:35 PM
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I was really surprised to receive a belated Christmas present from Kelvin and Beth.. Kelvin got a book for me from Perth and it was really interesting.. The title of the book goes like this - "This is for you".. The author is really talented.. The whole book is made up of papercut prints created by the author Rob Ryan.. Here's one of the papercut made by him..

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Here's an excerpt from the book..

When I was smaller
When I was a child, a boy
One minute worrying, the next not having a care
I woke up and got dressed and did all the things that you do all day
All the feelings you feel all day long
Feeling scared and then feeling brave and then feeling scared again
All day long every thought and blink and fear
You only dare to share it with yourself

And then for the very first time
I began to feel very alone

I walk and I thought and I walk and I thought...

And still this feeling of being alone stayed and lingered inside me

It's not that I feel alone because I have no friends
I have lots of friends
I know that I have people who can hold me and reassure me
and talk to me and care for me and think of me
But they can't be inside my head with me all the time -
for all time.

I mean, well what I really mean
I can't easily explain
Except that in here - In this thing called ME.
That's the very problem - It is always just me
Myself alone
And it just isn't enough

I tried to ask other people if they felt this way as well
and they all said no, never, not at all, until i felt as if i was going mad

I cried and I screamed at the sky
I don't want to feel like this for the rest of my life
But the clouds were indifferent to my tears and why should they care
They float and drift and join together and part and reform for eternity

And his mum said to him..

The problem is your heart is too big for you alone
And with only you inside, it feels like an empty space

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