Tracing back Amazon River.

'Napped' at 2100 hour. I thought I had a nice dream but disturbed with a discreet ringing of Skype call, which in that dream world, shattered every fragile images of the fragile world. It (the ringing) did manage to make me forget everything I dreamed the remarkably good feelings the dream accompanied.

I rummaged thru my phone and saw texts, Viber calls and tweets that went unnoticed while I was in slumber. And girlfriend with initial SR wrote "calls for extreme rides. put that on our to-do list." Gosh I miss going on trips with you. I made a mental note: future travel plans are devoted for her. And SS wrote "It felt like yesterday." in respond to my previous text "You still remember walking thru London in autumn with me around this time last year?" Something we can't repeat because she's now back in the tropics! 

I went into a monotonic fit - when did things start not to be like it always does? 

Flashback. My life used to revolve around them, I had them almost everyday, telepathically connected. Life has its way of throwing us into a stream and drift us apart. We fall off the pattern and follow a new route and adjusted. Today, I can't even recite their routines like I used to. But I still and will always have a good time when I am with them (in whatever means - iMessage, group Whatsapp, you name it). Just like that nice dream, but that dream was disturbed, shattered, almost entirely forgotten. I couldn't trace a thing.

Luckily in friendship it works both way. Luckily one of us remember and reminded. 

PS: Fact: Amazon River is the most powerful river in the world.