Wind Chimes and Fireflies

It's been almost two weeks since he left. As I try and work through the mundane work that my job requires, I find myself slipping into memories that aren't entirely mine....

It's my ten year high school reunion. As I enter our old gymnasium, I look around to find those familiar faces with whom I would cluster during grueling post-pubescent days. All these people, and not a single face offers solace in the gloom and "thumpa-thumpa" of the reunion's entertainment...

I'm standing in a field of low-growing lilies, surrounded on all sides by empty space. The Portuguese call this pre-dawn twilight, Madrugar. It's a time of magic and rebirth. I know that I have someone to find. Someone to protect. If only I could remember who...

I couldn't save you. I'm so sorry. I wish I could have told you how much you meant to me. I hope you knew that.

I can't place the details of your face. The profile is there, but the features aren't static.

We are standing on the edge of a cliff. The wind is clawing at our coats and scarves. I know you are trying to tell me something. The crashing crescendo of the waves far below obscure any discernible speech that we attempt.

Its 1969. The entire nation is looking to the stars. I'm not sure if they think space will alleviate the hate that's running rampant, but it doesn't sound like such a bad thing. If we can find another place and time to exist, maybe we wouldn't fight so much.

Go Green

Idina Menzel was and is the ONLY Elphaba. Successors do a great job of emulating Miss M, but only she with forever be the personification of the Wicked Witch of the West.