In Case of Marriage, Swallow Pill


What a beautiful dream I had once, when I was 6.  I could spend hours drawing brides and grooms. Castles where they live and cute baby carriages for their future kids. It was innocently naive and beautiful. Beautiful as in spectacular view when you have a camera in your hands and don’t take a picture because it would ruin it rather than capture the beauty of the view. Innocent as in falling snowflake on your bare hands, when it melts after landing on your bare skin leaving transparent memory of what just has happened.. It was all beautiful and sacred. Light and softly flowing. Attractive and rewarding. Magical…


Then one day I turned 20 something. The beautiful dream that I secretly held for all those years started feeling like a distant memory. Like a fragile glass house broken by a mean boy with a dirty heavy stone picked up from the muddy street.. 


The beautiful dream is still there. Maybe it is beautiful because I know that it will always remain a dream. I am not sure if these days such things happen. People don’t believe in innocence after painful falls and their ups are not that naive as they were years back. They’d rather take a pill. That is more modern.  Fast and easy. 




pills are illusionary. They never make one happy….



4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Jessica
    Aug 20, 2009 @ 22:36:10

    So…so true. Such a good thing for everyone to remember.


    • ieva {yay-va}
      Aug 20, 2009 @ 22:45:48

      Yes. Sadly, each of us has to take the “pill” to understand it and most of us miss something what might have been more beautiful than the most beautiful dream..


  2. ostrix
    Sep 21, 2009 @ 14:53:01

    “I know that it will always remain a dream” why so sad? People get married in real life too ))) and they are even happy sometimes ))))))


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