Memories mature us. I wish we could start over like an unpainted canvas. I wish I could wake up one day, in your arms, and I would run my fingers on your soft lips, and I would ask for your name and compliment the familiarity of your eyes.
I have to say I really like her. She's willing to meet my family and friends. She wants to do things I'm partial for. Virginia, she's so... enthusiastic. I'm opening up a new path, shall we?
I've dabbled with several different fields previously, but writing feeds the calling, currently. And I have no idea where life would take me next. And yeah, I don't smoke. :)