let's take a walk.

While having a zillion moments to myself, being at BROOD on a Monday, I find my mind taking a walk through memory-lane.

And despite the fact the sentence above sounds a bit like a television-serie I once watched, this lane is actually quite nice for a change. Not that I havn't been walking around memory-town in a long while, as I visit the place mostly every week.

It just reminds me on how sometimes your life is all about them, others. Yet the next day you can't really be bothered. People come and go, but it are the ones who stick around that matter, the ones who can still catch your breath. And I guess it's the same with love.

Real love may probably takes a while. And maybe finding love isn't about falling in love afterall. Maybe it's just there, suiting the feeling you have inside.

Eitherway. While my heart is no-where to be find at memory-lane. And she's pretty much locked away, all save and sound. I do feel her smile again. And if the little roadtrip has anything to do with it, I'm not sure. But I pretty much look forward to wherever she's taking me.