there was a time

what are the times that we will remember, which of the past moments will infiltrate my idle mind while walking down a street, eating a piece of bread, chewing hotly on a cube of ice.

there was a scene last night that made me wonder, when i am much much older and talking to my children or grandchildren...whose love will i reflect upon. will it be a love that i will have lost, one that i know now, or that i have known. it really will be interesting to see whose face comes to mind at that point in time. it is odd to think that i am currently tied up in it all still, my life is still so new to me that i do not know where i am headed yet, i have nothing to reflect purposefully on. i havent lived, i am just starting the process of living.

it feels good to be alive today.

what a wonderful thought, simple and wonderful.