Tuesday, June 29, 2010

These are the good times in your life.

And as day broke, the sunlight lifted the fog off the path.

After rearranging piece after piece of the puzzle called my life, without a box in front of me to show me a picture of what this puzzle should look like in the end, I can finally say that I found that box. I know what I want to do. Where I want to be. And who I want to be with. Now with time I can interlock the pieces and watch the picture transform before my eyes.