The Life and Times of S

4.55 pm

Friday afternoon at work

As I wait for my ride home to arrive, I clean out my Outlook Inbox. I find lots of stuff. Some things useful, somethings still unread, but mostly junk.
And some old pictures. Something almost forgotten. Like the sweet memory of someone long gone, but still missed. I find myself staring at them. And then staring into space.

Will things ever be the same again?
As I wait for my ride home, I wonder.

posted by S @ 10:05 AM