Once
upon a time, once when you were mine,
I
remember skies reflected in your eyes.
I
wonder where you are, I wonder if you think about me
Once
upon a time… in your wildest dreams.
“Your
Wildest Dreams” – The Moody Blues
I
heard the song the other day as I was driving on the highway. As I’ve
mentioned, I spend a lot of time in my car these days going on what I have
unfortunately dubbed the foreclosure tour of my state. I travel to do trials
and I log a lot of time behind the wheel.
That
means I listen to a lot of music.
Now,
that's usually a good thing, because I love music and I often find it to be
energizing and inspiring when I need it to be, but also relaxing and calming
when I need it to be.
Yet
still, there are those days were the specter of grief pops into my mind out of
nowhere and I think about my best friend and how much I miss him. It's amazing
how powerful those emotions are. He's been gone for almost three years now,
which I can hardly believe, and still in a random moment when I least expect
it, I feel his presence – or, rather, the lack
of his presence – and it overwhelms me.