Mellow

It's a cool, cool night.

The rains have come steadily the last week or two. Year end's monsoon season is well and truly on it's way. I don't know if it's the cooling of the weather, or the brilliant moon that peeked out through the rain clouds in the night. (Moonlight always makes a Cancerian feel.... glorious! Heh.)

But I have been unbelievably mellow the last few nights.

Last night, I realise that apart from my first love (which was over 15 years ago, mind you) no one else I can recall has discovered that über special place just behind my shoulders and nape that will reduce me to mush in under 1 nanosecond. How strange. And why did I think of that? Of THAT, of all things?

It struck me as odd. Indeed it did.

And this evening, with the rain pattering gently outside, and the night breeze reaching in through the window to caress with gentle strokes, I find myself wondering how the ex is doing. I discover I am not angry as well. Have I reached the point of forgiveness?


I wonder.....