Sunday, September 12, 2010


It was the same place we had been to more than two years ago. I remember now that it was where we'd first spent any time alone together. So much had changed and so much stayed the same. Cats and mice were running around at our feet and not a soul passed us as the raging night wore on, squalid rain clouds hurling bolts of terrible lightning and just the two of us - talking, not talking, feeling, being.

It was the same place where she had asked me for help and it was here that she told me I would have to go it alone. Some things, indeed, do come full circle.

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