"X" marks the spot where
we joined to laugh and revel.
And went separate ways
Do you know how many years ago I graduated from high school? Should I be coy? Nah, it's not my style. It's been 30 years. I've been out of high school longer than at least one of my blogging buddies has been on this earth. [Hey, Jenica!]
My life is filled with X's along the way. [And quite a few exes, too.] Those X's started long before high school; I am an Air Force brat, after all. Moving around from place to place has you connecting and disconnecting, meeting and leaving, coming together and coming apart all the time. Reminds me a big of blogging, actually.
Now, go read the good poetry posted this week at One Single Impression.