dear old friend,
i wonder how you are. i wonder about your day...about the people you embraced, the tune you hummed, the sky you saw and the hands you did shake. i wonder if anything made your heart soar today... and i care so terribly about what direction you've gone, in what place you'll choose to lay. i wonder about the words you used, the things you feared, the questions you asked, and the answers you've refused. i wonder where you parked your bike, where your feet stood, where your hands layed, and the places you'll yearn for as you drift off to sleep tonight.
i wonder about today as i wonder about the days to come, when we'll look back on this day of such uncertainty, and know that it was these days what would make the substance of those days....that it was this heart today, that would dictate its own future fate.
i just know that sometimes, i try so hard to live as though today is independent of that day. i hope that you haven't skipped pebbles, being unaware of the waves you'd create.
oh, friend...all day, i've wondered about your day.
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