Sometimes on a wet afternoon you leave the TV and the radio switched off and think.
You think about the past and the future. The people you knew. The
people you never met but you felt you knew them.
The things you wish
you'd done and the things you wish you hadn't. The things that you
know now that you'll never do.
I guess that's life, in all its richness and heartache. But every day we get a new 24 hours, to do with as we wish...