Life has been moving at pace way to fast for me in the last month. Lots of family dinners celebrating the engagement and simply unreal work pressure. I haven't had too much time with myself. Alone, quiet moments in the evening by the sea at Cuffe Parade overlooking Nariman Point and Queen's Necklace. Watching the lights twinkle in distance. Listening to the voices of the ocean waves.
Instead, it's been a big flurry of activity. Most of it fun and some not-so-fun. The only time I usually get to spend with myself is on my long drive to and from work. Music has been my only solace.
Today's drive was sad though. Maybe it was my dream about my father. Having to say bye to him as he seemed to be floating away and there was nothing to do but stand and watch. It was a really sad dream. And while I was thinking of all this, Floyd came up on the mp3 player with 'Wish you were here'. It made me think of Papa even more and I sang to him...
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
I really do wish