Every time I think of something important, it vanishes in a flash. It’s like a moment in time where it stays then disappears. I know something was there but its lost. Its like a hole in the ground and you don’t know when it got there but the dirt smells fresh. And you don’t know who dug it but there’s a shovel there.
Okay, I don’t have a picture for this one which I know is a bit unusual for what I’ve been doing so far. I’ll have one next time. Or the picture will be somewhere else ;).
Just keep looking, maybe we will find the hidden treasure. Or maybe it’s already been found by someone.
Sometimes Its True 