All day long I looked forward to going home. James is gone for the weekend so I have the place to myself. The only thing on my mind all day long was being alone. Put together my room. Clean the apartment. Finally watch Cloud Atlas. Eat some food. Go to bed early. I was giddy with the thought of it.

I am writing this as I watch the movie.

It is astounding. Enlightning.

Are our souls aligned though the years? Decades? Centuries? I've joked about Past Lives but could God allow such a thing? How else can I describe these feelings I sometimes have? These connections with people that sometimes manifest?

Two people, like magnets, drawn toward each other.

How can you describe it?

There is no definition.

I have been here again and again and again.