Tuesday, November 3, 2015

So long...

“When I was all set to go, when I had my bags and all, I stood for a while next to the stairs and took a last look down the goddam corridor. I was sort of crying. I don't know why. I put my red hunting hat on, and turned the peak around to the back, the way I liked it, and then I yelled at the top of my goddam voice, "Sleep tight, ya morons!" I'll bet I woke up every bastard on the whole floor. Then I got the hell out. Some stupid guy had thrown peanut shells all over the stairs, and I damn near broke my crazy neck.” ~JD Salinger

Read 4 years back, did 4 days back. Sometimes moving on is just important, but that does not mean what's left behind is any less dear..

2 comments:

Mahi said...

Moving on is a part of life... It is usually accompanied by the process of confronting and shedding excess emotional baggage... A new day. Love this part from Bryan Adams:

It's a new world - it's a new start
It's alive with the beating of young hearts
It's a new day - it's a new plan
I've been waiting for you
Here I am!

MeAnEnigma said...

Who moved your Cheese!!!