Impermanence

You know that gut-stab feeling you get when you realize that something you've maybe taken for granted is suddenly gone? It can be as huge a hurt as a loved person gone, and as small as a place where some words resided in this ethereal place we call the internet. But those are both places on the continuum of lost. And sometimes those hurts may be for the good in the long run, but when they hit, it can stop all motion.

Gazing at an empty place is like gazing at endlessness.

NOTE: I'm saying this because somebody wrote to me all concerned - everything's okay - it's just that I had an interesting reaction to the hopefully-temporary disappearance of a friend's blog.