you can't save a damsel if she loves her distress

3,000 miles and 10+ years

Tonight I ran into someone I haven’t seen in something like 8 years, and two cities ago.  He’s someone I met over 10 years ago… and 3 cities ago.  We’ve been friends, friends with benefits, we’ve been each other’s support though an awful loss, and we’ve walked away from one another without looking back (twice).  But each time, after we lose touch we seem to just run into each other, without any effort, or advance notice.  Turns out he’s been living here in SD for 7 years (me 5).  I almost cried when I saw him.  My mind is full of 100,000 questions… but only time will tell.