Feb. 12, 2009
A tug at my heart strings and I’m back; mesmerized at the distance between fantasy and reality.
Having everything you’ve ever loved so close, yet so far away. I swear I could almost taste it, like-savoring wine at your favorite restaurant, or the warmth of rum as it makes its way down to the pit of your stomach. I felt so connected to this imaginary place, a place I longed to call home.
Perhaps it is not imaginary, but a taste of what is to come for this journey of mine.
I swear I can feel you.
Can you feel me?
