Last night I looked at something from the summer of 2009.
It was buried in the depths of my “sent” folder. Counterclockwise. Via email. Something small. Barely a few words at all. Feel as though I fell in time. Sent to an address I rarely see. Opened by a girl whose eye color is something I should forget.  Few words exchanged but it still put a dent in my timeline.
Just a couple of letters together, forming words. First it started with
“Hey”
Soon asking about your day
You replied with haste
(Which now seems humorous too me)
Nothing memorable was in your lines
But I put something in my mind
That in this brief period of time. Just a few words from your fingers put a voice between my ears. Conversation now is impossible. Your first name made me feel human. Because I finally cared for someone who wasn’t myself. I didn’t reply to what you sent me because I saw you shortly after. Now, close to 2011, I feel like I should say something back. Catch you off guard. Light a spark. Forest fire in your brain.
I began to construct a sentence. But before I could lay to rest my finger on a period, I gently held down delete.delete.delete. Till blank. Clicked the back arrow. Falling back up this rabbit hole to the present day.
I’m sorry I’ve been rambling on.
I should get back to work.