So yes, I live in the Rogue Valley, and more often than not, I’m on the 5 heading south out of the mountains, if not but to just to remind myself that large green covered hills are walls of nature, but still, walls nonetheless!
And, thinking in the distance, the one thing that I always recall about a good friendship, is the sound of water. The rushing of a stream or the splatter on an uneven surface, each of these refresh and recharge the water, which is to me, is what most connections are missing, even as it begins anew for some.
So no, I’m not the next guy in a series, or a variation on the themes the last one employed either, and in that I think , may live the key to a different outcome for us both!. Unless of course, you’re looking to repeat what created the void that made this meeting possible, and in that case, there’ll be no need to write me back!
In the between, please enjoy the week as it unfolds for you….
About Me
- Edward Thomas
- More than just a Man, but also, a human being as well; Me, I'm just as often found @ the center of the struggle, but never as someones absent minded follower. True enough, I love my Mother, and though I'm eager to be perfect, I actually prefer to be nice, than have my own way! When asked, my closest friends would say that I am often in the company of the wind: The Wind(a dear friend of mine since birth) and I are often near and around you, and though, we're not always seen or felt near you, it's always better understood within you. Odd I know, but true nonetheless. True, not unlike the truth contained withing the thought of me flying would appear, but then again, when the wind wills, well, often I've awoken in strange places and had to patiently await his return, so as to get back home again. Luckily, he never lingers long, for it's hard enough explaining my discernment (of)to people. Imagine the after shock of a early morning phone call from Cleveland???
