Here's to places you return to that are exactly how you left them.
What a miraculous thing..to be timeless.
Step into a place you have visited so many times you know the twists and turns like grooves on your hand.
Like song lyrics that are a part of you.
Like an old book whose pages are shaped and bent by your touch.
Like the oldest of friends who are never far from you.
These places and faces and words and sounds... all make up who we are.
What a delightful thing.
There are no rules for that. Not laws of nature that don't apply. What we share is who we are.
I don't know what comes next. I have no idea what will happen tomorrow.
The very thought of this should shake one to their core.