He is the type who casually disappears. I like to think he waved a sad good-bye that
no-one saw before his path diverged from mine.
But in any case, it was not too surprizing that when I turned around he
was gone. The real question was - how
long ago did he depart? Thinking back,
it has been awhile since I remember a full interaction. I know I saw glimpses of him last December,
so it is a slight relief that the absence has not stretched to years. Without him, life has a tendency toward
mundane routine and it is with difficulty that sparkle moments are recognized.
Whimsy, if you are reading this, please come back – I miss
you!
