Se me olvido. It lost itself to me.
Day 2. Still writing.
A belated but well intentioned attempt - a display of resolve.
A resolution lost in transit. Above the earth, transcending the crevasse that separates yesterday and tomorrow that is not today
Back in this city streaked by pink sunshine and lit by the brightness of the moon. Next to my beloved, again in motion - always in motion - communicating as though we are miles and not inches apart.