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secret garden
August 31, 2006It’s been a while since I’ve been here. This place somehow resembles the wood between worlds from CS Lewis’ The magician’s nephew. “I’ve always been here.” That was what it felt like—as if one had always been in that place and never been bored although nothing had ever happened. As he said long afterwards, “It’s not the sort of place where things happen. The trees go on growing, that’s all.” The place in between dreams. Where an old dream came true and new ones are being weaved. I love this place. The feeling of serenity it gives. Of being at peace with myself. Of finally regaining balance. Of things falling into place. Wish I could bring you here. But I don’t even know how I got here. I don’t know the way to this place. But I do remember that the path is overgrown and strewn with thorns.
I know I can’t stay here forever coz life will lead me away.
But I’m here, right now and I remember.
song in my head:return to innocence by enigma
current mood:peaceful



