And just like that
Another wave of nostalgia has overtaken me… with no warning!
Well, unless you count the unwaveringly frequent occurrence of this phenomenon as some kind of warning.
X marks the spot
I know it seems silly to attach so much significance to anything as fleeting and as brief as the moment when our paths crossed. (And yes, it really was just a single moment. Hard to believe, isn’t it?)
Hello and goodbye, it’s nice to meet you and it was nice to have met you– all of it a blur, and all of it at once.
And yet.
A development
The last few missing pieces have suddenly and unexpectedly hurled themselves into place.
It’s almost time, it’s almost time, it’s almost time.