tiqui

I passed by the place where we said goodbye the other day, and it reminded me of you.

It's strange, isn't it, how places bring reminders and thoughts that didn't have anything to do with what you were just thinking? How they intrude into the trail of thought and demand attention immediately. It is strange, too, how places, when they are distant also keep memories at a distance.

Somewhere in the world I left him. I hardly think about him. Of course I remember him, but I am never reminded of him here where I am now. Over there, he might pass by places every so often that remind him of something we did or said. But here, he doesn't belong, and memories of him don't intrude like the one of you did. I know him, I hardly knew you. But the places around me make me think of you, and they make me forget about him.

Likewise you are now in a completely different world that surely remind you of other memories. I do not belong there, so your places will remind you of someone else.

I hope your places and memories are good.
Anyway, a bit philosophical today, I just wanted to tell you I thought of you.