a little more action, please
all this aggravation ain't satisfactioning me
a little more bite and a little less bark
a little less fight and a little more spark
close your mouth and open up your heart and baby,
satisfy me
satisfy me, baby

- Elvis Presley, A Little Less Conversation

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I stare out the passenger car window, letting the sun gently kiss my cheek.

I think about my life, and I think about how nice it is that I don't know you anymore.

People still ask me how you're doing, and I say I don't know, which is true. But I'll admit, I do wonder, too. People ask me if I've heard from you, and yes, I do just tell them about when I last heard from you. I tell them how long it's been, and they nod their heads.

The story ought to end there, but nostalgia is both wonderful and cruel, and I experience the bittersweet tang of memory whenever I hear your name.  But, even more so, whenever I encounter the same fragrance that I used to love so fondly on your clothes, your skin, your bed.  If I close my eyes, I'm there again.

But, that was then and there, and that was left then and there.

I'm glad for that.

Yet, I look at the people around me, and wonder if this will happen again?  If someday, in the future, I'll be glad to not know them anymore?  I hope to god not.  I hope I've learned better by now.  Who knows if I've passed my stage as a fledgling yet?  I've gotten myself into too many messes by exaggerating my progress and getting too caught up in how whimsical the world should be, rather than how much it actually is.

Hmm, I at least feel wiser now.  Well... I'm glad for that, too.

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Just a little update for just a little amount of free time. 

I always want to come back more often, though.  I always want to write more, but w-w-w-writer's block! Blogger's block?

Anyway, see you soon (hopefully)!