You don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone, they say.
It’s strange: sometimes, you don’t know what was missing until you’ve found it.
You can have an idea – a desperate, concrete definition whose anatomy is at your fingertips ahead of all else – but you can always be wrong. You most likely are – desperate times, ‘n’ all that.
Well, times change. People change. Others…
Others just make you glad to be wherever you happen be.
And they don’t need even to say a word.