Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Lavender

Summer Intoxication - Day 343/365


“I'd rather have roses on my table than diamonds on my neck.”

— Emma Goldman



It's 6.54 pm. The sun had finally moved toward the western sky. I've spent my whole day at home today. The past few days were the most tiring day for me. I've been thinking to start on a few projects since I have nothing to do at home. In a meantime, while waiting for the offer letter to arrive, I can value my free time with something profitable.

Anyway, I'm a fan of roses and I love butterflies. I've noticed that lately I began to love the lavender. I like it because of its colour. Don't you think it's pretty? The purplish-grey colour. To me it's beautiful. So beautiful. I love flowers. I really do. A flower to me is a symbol of a woman. It's a metaphor. The beautiful one, which I love to equate it with roses, have thorns to protect themselves from being touched. 'Beautiful' not only from the outside but as well as from the inside. A beautiful woman won't easily let herself being touched by a man. As far as I can see from my dictionary of life, that is one of the reasons why I love roses.





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