Musings of one person among many. Not exceptional in any way, as with all, I have exceptional experiences and varied reactions to those events. Mine is one of many life stories and how I manage and cope with the events which make my life my own, I attempt to put forth by way of my writings.
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August 7, 2016
A wave in the ocean only briefly displaces the water that moves with it. Each molecule of water returns swiftly to its position, the position it held before the energy of the wave struck.
I saw you, sitting. I saw you sitting on a low chair under a dorm room lofted bed, next to a reel to reel. Strangers, soon to be friends, laughed and flirted; each reminisced of the fun that had enveloped their months. Still my attention returned to you, the quiet man with a flirtatious one sided grin. Your wave hit me, but I did not respond as water, nor as the medium of air to sound waves. I was forever moved. Returning to my former position was in no way possible. Physics has no discernible place in my heart.