Filler

I had a well formed thought.. It takes too long to log into this gadget and get to typing.. It's gone.

May be I'll speak momentarily on something that has happened since the forgetting.

A blog, for which I am a regular, contained a picture of it's owner for the first time since I began reading it a couple years ago. The last time I have seen this person in person was a few years prior to that. I had only a vague memory of their face.

Their blog is incredibly beautiful and well kept. Reading it makes me think of their mind as a wonderful place I would enjoy spending vast amounts of time, a secret garden if you will. I do, in the fact that I keep revising their blog. Seeing their face, I was reminded that they are as beautiful and unique on the outside as they are on the inside. It's a lot to process. I want to stand near them and touch them if possible.

I don't don't touch enough people.
I touch more than most.