There comes a time when the mind and soul affliction of saying goodbye is like an incubus dream without respite… it’s never easy, but some farewells seem to impair beyond the rest.  I’d aforementioned being in the presence of loved ones, a certain someone whom I hadn’t seen in nearly half a year, and yet the aloof time capsule that had once formed, left us unaltered as we began again from the start. 

Days later, I embark upon the early morning quietude with an aching wanderlust sentiment that appears unshakable.  The paramountcy of our days and evenings were incredibly entertaining, silly, eventful, rushed, cramped, and while we combined the actions of those words… reassurance springs to mind the dominating mood above all others.

With a gazillion photos to later document… this is my Sunday sampling.