Winds of March 3-17-2003
The winds of change are blowing in the air. I talked to an old friend today. Dear Friend, True Friend. The last time we talked was over four months although it only seemed yesterday. True friendship spans time and space, where last year seems only like yesterday and tomorrow is only a few ticks away. We exchange family ancedotes, news of deaths and births, where our careers were going. It seeemed like we had just talked yesterday and the past few months only seem like days. Dear Friend, True Friend, Old Friend. Even though we are separated by the miles, our shared expereinces link us through time and space....
The winds of change are blowing in the air. I talked to an old friend today. Dear Friend, True Friend. The last time we talked was over four months although it only seemed yesterday. True friendship spans time and space, where last year seems only like yesterday and tomorrow is only a few ticks away. We exchange family ancedotes, news of deaths and births, where our careers were going. It seeemed like we had just talked yesterday and the past few months only seem like days. Dear Friend, True Friend, Old Friend. Even though we are separated by the miles, our shared expereinces link us through time and space....