From time to time I consider that people are much like a fine wine or good scotch. You come to know only a few very well and despite your love for them you will never discover all there is to know of them. You will get only the briefest experience with some and wonder what you would have come to learn had you known them better. You will know most of them not at all. Its a random and somewhat melancholy thought.
Posted on: Wed, 30 Jul 2014 23:27:53 +0000