there are precious moments in life when i experience something to be much greater than i ever imagined a thing could be. usually it contains an infinite amount of beauty, a history full of sorrow and joy, and because of it, i feel small and very big at once. and even though i’m aware of the pitfalls of attachment, i still long for the thing when it’s no longer there. or i am no longer there with it.
given my illogical fear of sharks, some could argue that this isn’t a particularly logical pairing. but isn’t that true…
of many a love affair?
oh, and btw, i’m back. and my paws will be hittin’ the keyboard more regularly. i hope!