A Pebble in the Shoe

Year 2000.

Separately about our ways, but jointly in thought and spirit. As such, we moved. And were moved.

Not towards any random path, but directly to one another. Three tines to a fork. A fourth one, later in the forging.

The ideals we kept among ourselves couldn't be bottled up anymore. The restless mind operates, in turn, opening up a restless heart. Passion spills over.

Quietly, yet solidly, the universe moved in the background. Signalling the start of a change long awaited.