Where have I been? In one word living. I have been living- not reaching out to some impossible someone, but sitting here now-knowing the feel of the cold snow around my feet and the whip of the winter air on my face. There is a bliss in the reality of a cold rosy face and the laughter of darkening days. So go live, see the world, drink in everything and enjoy the time you have. I wish I would have done that better when I was around you, enjoying you more for what you are. I got caught up in wanting instead of really being with you then.