Louis Velasquez

“An adventure not longed for but whisked on nonetheless, a reminder of your past. Someone once commonplace in your life now a mere stranger you wish to hold close again. The feeling of time rushing buy as you see yourself grow old and weary of the fact that you missed your chance. The colourful memories of a different you, stained grey by the onward march of your ever shortening life. But fear not, it will all be okay in the end.”