Satellight

Dear HM,

Your timing couldn't have been more perfect. It's all so mysterious to me and at times like this so clear. Perhaps we are all like satellites? Throwing our thoughts and being into a black hole, waiting for someone to pick up our signal. Not even expecting anything complex in response, but just an acknowledgment, a nod, a "yes i hear you", so that at the end of the day we know we are not the only square peg in a round world.

Just to know that there is another red dot on your radar traveling somewhere else but knows of your existence in a world devoid of logic, passion, clarity and truth.

An old friend once told me, "we are like satellites and now that our paths have crossed they will continue to do so". -mjk