Patrick was on my mind today. As I lay in my bed, I remembered he was in Long Beach at that very moment. Enjoying the weather, probably reading, maybe planning his next blog post.

It's a strange thought. That we're both existing at the same time in different places. Carrying on in life but looking forward to being together again. Like water in different cycles. 

Perhaps at one point our molecules were side by side in the ocean. Because he was above me, he evaporated into the atmosphere and spent his days basking in the sun as a big, puffy cloud.

I swam around and explored all the seven seas, shallow and deep waters. Eventually winter will come to be, and he will rain back down to the Earth. He will run through streets and down sewers until he gets back to the ocean.

He will also tour the seven seas until we stumble upon each other once more. Now we will sink lower into the ocean so that we won't evaporate away from each other. We'll stick together like the water molecules we are and spin around together until we are harvested, purified and used to help another life.

If that makes sense.