Pieces

You take the pieces of the dreams that you have
Cause you don't like the way they seem to be going
You cut them up and spread them out on the floor
You're full of hope as you begin rearranging

Put it all back together
But anyway you look at things and try
The lovers are losing.

Keane - Lovers are losing

I've felt that way. For some time, and some years ago.
Apparently, transformation keeps being a core part of my life.

Fire, death, renewal, resurrection, life.

And sometimes, the rearrangement only comes with new pieces. I'm a collector, and the hard part is to leave some pieces out, not to include new ones. But some pieces go out in the end, some new pieces come in, and the new picture is completely different, and at the same time, the same: my life.

PS: Keane is coming to BA in march, I might go to see them, as an escort, if the new piece allows ;)