I think it was fatum, fate, that we met that way. Maybe it was written in the scrolls of life, or maybe things like these aren’t already written, perhaps we write our life as it evolves. I over think things too much, I over analyze and exhaust myself just to find the hidden meanings of things in life. Most of the time this just acquires me migraines, but once in a while a great theory comes along.

“Come”, she said “join me, I am on a mission to seek the truth.” She made me smile and I felt relieved, an adventure I too enjoyed going on. I sat next to her, she held my hand and whispered “I have waited for you for so long, Jaselyn this has happened already in my dreams, has it in yours?”. “Honestly, I can’t be sure, but I did think I have seen you before, um, but I figured it was my imagination.” “Oh no”, she said, “a feeling is a feeling you can not just push it aside.”

How I came to see her in the middle of that lengthy field is beyond me. As well, as how I ended up living here in Paxton, Georgia.