Kathunk: the sweet nothing that you whisper into my ear; the unexpected gentle reminder to slow down and look around. I never saw you coming but I can't help but look back on what seemed to be a split second reunion of two stagnant entities barreling through the universe. Will our paths cross again? Who's to say? But I know that by the time I find a moment to return to where you reside the gaping hole in your soul will be filled and I will be left wondering what could have been.