Closed my eyes while the bus blazed forward on the highway. Thought of yesteryears, when then was a now.
Tried to picture a memory of a friend. Tried to recall a happy one. Thought of the way she smiled. Tried to imagine now as a then. Tried to wonder how it felt then.
Hope I know that every moment spent now, be it happy or sad, will be a memory I look back with a lingering taste of longing for the elusive.
Bus came to a halt, my stop has arrived. Time to leave behind my collected thoughts and once again, immerse in the future that is now.