But I’m pretty sure it got lost in cyberspace somehow..

The unfortunate thing about blogs and writing journals, is that if it gets lost I feel as if it is almost impossible to try and replicate the same entry. Sure, the feelings might still be there, but the connections between words and flow of thoughts just never seem to be the same - it was a fleeting thought about rain and how the life of a rain droplet disappeared the second it hit the ground. I can’t write the same thoughts that I had at that moment when I was sitting in the car, but I remember I was reflecting on a quote I had heard from somewhere. 

“Good things can only end badly, or else they don’t end.”

I need to write more often.

So my thoughts don’t disappear like the rain.