My mind didn’t wonder today, I was to busy. There was a thought about you when I was doing my hair this morning. It’s a puzzle to me, what this could be, the last week or two thinking about you.

It’s not a longing feeling that I get when little things pop in to my head. Its a calm, familiar feeling like short movie clips. I don’t understand it and I don’t even know if I want it, all I know is at least it doesn’t hurt or make me cry.

I do know its memories of you long ago, because you are gone and you in the now is like a dark angry cloud, misty and un familiar.