Now you see it... now you don't.

Swiftly gone. I miss the way my laughter made you laugh. It was a simple gift to give. And every now and then I think back to those moments and grieve their passing, like flowers in fall. It's spring now, and things are anew with the Sakura trees popping pink in delight. But each moment is ephemeral and is subject to the ceaseless cycles of growth.

And though it wasn't intentional. Things disappear into thin air, as if objects in a magic trick.

The world's getting clearer
so wait for me, this time.

Things are starting to make sense again, falling neatly into place.
But sense isn't always nice and easy.

So yesterday I spoke with Dong for the first time in 3 years. This blog was actually the direct product of our break up and I guess he has shaped me in more ways then I'd like to admit. But I am very pleased to see where we both are now, individually and with respect to each other.

good to be in talking terms with old friends again, now to start talking to dennis

mother.. i dated dong for 16 months, and it took me 3 years to heal. i dated dennis for 7 years, do the math.

it's not about the math, it's about moving on...

Mothers are wise.

But still, math does count.

When someone tells you to be a tree, you don't stand around and ask "what kind?". You just BE a tree.
~ Lofty.

Yeah. Life isn't lived by asking questions.