Sometimes you just have to sit, bathed in warm light and the rush of a night rain - the kind where you can hear its urgency but can not see its need.
Sometimes you just need to sit in the glow of borrowed holiday spirit, with your own soundtrack playing in the background and the taste of red wine on your lips, reminiscing.
Sometimes you just want to reach through all time and space, grab hold of a moment and breathe it to life again, to inhale the very moment, the sights and the sensation. Hold tight, don't let go.
Sometimes you just have to let yourself remember. FULLY. To recognize it once WAS.
Sometimes you just have to settle still into the silence, and let yourself feel the weight of all that you have.
Sometimes you catch lightning in your hands and sometimes words find you in the dark.
Find me.
