because as often as we think we change, we remain who we always are
at a meeting
exploring options
talk swiftly changes
when business cards are exchanged
it’s that last name
bells ring
suddenly a call is made
across seas an ocean
seven hours away
and names faces
a world reappears
what was new
is now familiar
a small world
isn’t it
getting smaller every day
and suddenly
you are who you were
who you always
have been
Very nice!
Thank you.
Welcome!
Lovely Leonard, for some it is a comforting statement. ☺☺
Glad you think so, Patricia.
love how that happens – links forged
and reforged again at a later date.