Sunday, April 16, 2006

what are we looking for?

he pushed the ball forward a little, then swung his foot, hitting the ball. the ball swerved forward.

"good ball!" someone shouted.

he shook his head. "the sound isn't right."

he tried again.

"good ball!"

"too much weight." he shook his head again. "it had to be just right."

and he went on kicking the balls. trying to find the perfect pass.
***

she was mixing the colours again. trying to find that perfect blue.
***

there were many places which sold good maguro-don. but he was still looking for the one that taste the same as the one he had eaten two years ago.
***

he was pouring away the soup stock, making a new one. the taste wasn't right.
***

sorrow, sadness, misery, melancholy. somehow, none conveyed the feeling she wanted. she was still looking for the right word.
***

"her eyes are pretty enough."

"but they aren't right." he was obsessed with finding that right eyes for the commercial.

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