Stephanie Smith was also girlfriend of my X back in the day, my first real girl-friend Alison. Anyway, my excuse for telling you is about an experience I'd call a premonition I had of Stephanie many yrs before she passed. There were really mystical feelings I grappled with with certain music, Bob Marley's KAYA album was what helped me conjure moods that seemed to illumine distant looks into my trajectory thru lives of people as if a dialogue would ensue no different than in a shared silence like an Autumnal stroll breathing the good air and in concord of the change of seasons. Once while driving past Steph's house, uhm I think that road is Wilson Downing--anyway right across from Dillards at the Fayette Mall--and it had been yrs since I had spoken with her... So, I'm driving past her house and suddenly I realize I "ought" to be thinking about her, and WHY wasn't I? Like the norm should have been something of a sentient greed in mind, that I am understood just as I am "understanding' this or that person who draws me into the well of attention. And she was plainly outside of the house--maybe the cosmic house, I don't know any other way to explain it--but I knew right then I would be someone to become aware in yrs to come of her demise...I thought cancer, likely but that is a little fuzzy--or perhaps incredulous in my mind, because I mean HOW could I? Anyway, Bob's music was a bit of a warning as to nOT choosing to suffer myself unnecessarily. We only manifest what-is, and what-is IS sometimes a pattern in this life that would be considered epiphenomenal--yet alliterative, a book whose fulfillment we can opt to read from or not... Bob Marley as the narrative conveyor of the Ideal to which we could see and realize Otherness, said IF YOU Keep Coming, then You're Over. So, the misty mornings where our awareness is on the rise, sometimes has those inside of our pantheon of relationship graduating to the same horizon while telling you we'd meet there soon enough. "Misty Morning, the weather is Sweet, makes me want to move my dancing feet... to the rescue here I AMMM, want you to know now, where I standdd..." Bob Marley off of KAYA.