Old friends, are new again :)

Its like finding an old sweater, that you thought didn't fit anymore. You put it on, it not only fits, it looks better than it ever did before. Its comfortable, it makes you feel happy, and safe and nice.
Who thought we could go back? Not I. Never would have imagined it.
Thank goodness we did.
Yay for old friends that I thought I had lost.
I knew something had been missing.

Sleepy head...

"Thoughts whirling by, a frantic pace
Neurotic, erotic and commonplace"

That's the first two lines of a poem that I starting penning while dozing on the bus this morning. Hmm, guess I might write two more lines on my commute home.