The raindrops are slowly sliding down the windows of our sunporch, no sound, almost no movement, but if you stare at the drops... They seem to be frozen in time and yet somehow alive. How do they manage to hold our attention so long? Remember sitting in front of that blazing campfire or that fireplace with the lazy flames dancing? Maybe some music on the stereo, yes some slow dancing kind, perhaps "Solitude" was the song. It is playing now on my computer, a lonely but wonderful, memory filled song.Take time to reminisce or maybe just drift, listen to the music and watch the raindrop image... do you remember the times of what seemed an afternoon of endless daydreaming? The words to the song, "In my solitude, you haunt me..." You can relate, just let it happen.
Have a pleasant day...
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