Maybe its just hiding somewhere. Or gone on a trip to come home. But falling in love is always a pretty crazy thing. It might appear out of the blue and just grab you. Who knows maybe even tomorrow.

So thats how we live our lives. No matter how deep and fatal theloss no matter how important the thing thats stolen from us - thatssnatched right out of our hands - even if we are left completelychanged with only the outer layer of skin from before we continue toplay out our lives this way in silence. We draw ever nearer to theend of our allotted span of time bidding it farewell as it trails offbehind. Repeating often adroitly the endless deeds of the everyday. Leaving behind a feeling of insurmountable emptiness...Maybe in some distant place everything is already quietly lost.Or at least there exists a silent place where everything candisappear melting together in a single overlapping figure. And aswe live our lives we discover - drawing toward us the thin threadsattached to each - what has been lost. I closed my eyes and tried tobring to mind as many beautiful lost things as I could. Drawing themcloser holding on to them. Knowing all the while that their livesare fleeting.

And it came to me then. That we were wonderful traveling companions but in the end no more than lonely lumps of metal in their own separate orbits. From far off they look like beautiful shooting stars but in reality theyre nothing more than prisons where each of us is locked up alone going nowhere. When the orbits of these two satellites of ours happened to cross paths we could be together. Maybe even open our hearts to each other. But that was only for the briefest moment. In the next instant wed be in absolute solitude. Until we burned up and became nothing.

I have these realistic dreams and snap wide awake in the middle of the night. And for a while I cant work out whats real and what isnt... That kind of feeling. Do you have any idea what Im saying