A Frequent Thing

So, here we go again… This is me at my most thoughtful self. Late night. I wonder who’s actually reading this post right now. Is it someone I know? Someone in another country far away from here? “Someone” – What a distant word to use…

Distance. If I were to sum up how many miles I’ve travelled by thought alone to cover a certain distance, I would loose my count in the blink of an eye. The ones I hold so dear are so distant to me. I try to imagine that special touch based on the memories, but it keeps slipping away. Day by day I loose a fragment of the impressions that constitute my image of her. It is a work of art that can never be replicated. Ever.

Dream on you fool! Dream on…

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