I am back and this place isn't what I remember, not sure it matters in the swing of things. Moving on with life I have a pressing urge to grab ahold of things to take with me. I don't need them and who cares what I want. I feel kinda grey inside thinking that in the end I may not even know ... because I haven't figured it out yet.
lily:
Good to see you again, I never took you off my friends list. I hope you are well. 