long time...

He did not know if it was due to him, or was it strictly circumstantial. Either way he was gone for a while now. Absent from his favorite spot, not to be near for a while. Nobody knew what he wanted to know. And he was burning with desire to know. That was pointless he would think as trains come and go but some of leave only once. Either way, he found him self in a peculirial spot. Neither left nor right, up or down, he was still not centered. Neutrality is not enough to find one's center. What does it matter? Its late again...