A new day....

Seems long ago. As time passes I must give in to the fact that yes, it is slowly becoming a long time ago. Yet as the day we met has come to me and left just as quickly, memories remain and for now I choose to seek refuge with them and research the thoughts for lessons I might have forgotten or over looked. It always turns out the same way and still I return time after time seeking something I know yet know not. People on the outside look on and offer nothing more than the random observations. Days will pass and thoughts shall move on until the warm wind blows in late march and the sweet bush begins to bloom and fill the air with its aroma. Then, there we will be again...