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Sometimes in life one meets someone with whom they feel they have a connection, or understanding, on a weird and wonderful level.
Then at other times in life one finds themselves lost in the eye of the storm of a complete fundamental crisis. A storm that strikes at the deepest personal levels.
And then the person who comes to mind is that one person, whose fleeting connection left behind a memory, a feeling, of understanding at that abstract level.
All the while one knows that this memory could be misplaced. But sometimes one has to turn towards their gut instinct, because one simply cannot see the wood for the trees.
And all one can do is apologise.
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Then at other times in life one finds themselves lost in the eye of the storm of a complete fundamental crisis. A storm that strikes at the deepest personal levels.
And then the person who comes to mind is that one person, whose fleeting connection left behind a memory, a feeling, of understanding at that abstract level.
All the while one knows that this memory could be misplaced. But sometimes one has to turn towards their gut instinct, because one simply cannot see the wood for the trees.
And all one can do is apologise.
Posted via m.livejournal.com.