January 8, 2008
It started with a glance. I suppose perhaps several. I certainly wasnít ready to rearrange my life for you and you werenít ready to enter it. I went home and wrote some words on a page& thatís where the idea of you began to stir. I knew who you were and that you wore a hat and drank Izze with your lunch. But after time I knew something else and that was that I wasnít the same and that I needed to get used to that feeling. I knew no matter the time or distance we would always find eachother.