I've been thinking lately about missing: missing people who are far away, missing things I once had, missing the ways things once were. It can hurt sometimes, and feel empty, those little missing spaces, those phantom limbs.
Ultimately, though, I'm glad I have those things to miss.
Posted by thevieve at August 24, 2006 8:44 AMempty spaces are always filled with things you can't see
Posted by: nimrod's son on August 24, 2006 8:20 PM