are you? out there? above the tree line? above the desert mountain? driving fast enough that no one will see? sometimes i do the same. but i don't close my eyes.
sifting through many thoughts and papers and lyrics now. i never forget. never. even if it's tucked behind my ear, i will never forget a time. when music comes through it's as though a time-stamp has been made. but they grow. mature. do you? sometimes i do. the music remembers. do you?
when i return to something it feels like that time. but am i looking at it differently? lot's of questions (as always) make me pause.
when i fall into something, it's forever.
just a smusing...