Several weeks ago I was driving home from spending my afternoon at a near by river. It was five aand tthe traffic was hardly moving but I didn't care I had this great seense of peacee about me. So, Im sitting therre with the windows down listening to some random song at the highest level possiblle and there he was the guy of my dreeams. He smiled and wayedd aand before I couldd look overr and saay hello: the traffic movedd on, and so dod he. His face is in my heeadd but I know I'll neever see him again. I guess the budist werre right , We may pass our soulmatee by 1,000 times but it won't be rright till a spacific lifetime. ...
