Sometimes I don't know what to think...

I just string the words together becasue I like the way they sound.
Most of the time I don't even know what to do.
Slipping into fractal modes.
Never the same again.

Which is perhaps a good thing, in many ways!

Enjoy the time we have together, and then part ways... is that the way it has to be?
A dear person said to me:
"Nothing makes you lonlier than spending time with someone you love... then having to watch them leave."
I couldn't think of a decent reply and had to reply with the first thought
Something almost came to mind but slipped away,
I guess becasue of the trauma toward the end of the evening.
I hope it was at least appropriate, to me comfort always is.

Ex'es are always strange and its always a bother, to note that after having flighty moods.
That the universe is just as flighty, with the relative speed of C slowing,
The histories of things pointed at the skies to read about.
Above all there's always someone who can with an almost absent minded action calm you down,
Still your frightened thoughts about the nature of humanity in the cosmos
(and about whom you dated years ago, leave it be left unmentioned)
Or whatever...

Still there's got to be a reason, there's got to be a ghost.
A glimmer, a spark of the original idea which pointed the thought towards the skies...
and probably wants to go back.
At some point. :)