Crash Into Me

The pieces start to make sense. Like colors coalescing (did i spell that right?). From way back. Like a preparation for a moment. Of utmost import.

Is it?

All these years, all things known. To be funneled into one moment. When all truths come together. Is there such a thing? Really?

I just came back from a walk in the rain. This feels so much like home. Or what I thought home would be.

So yes. Crash Into Me.