Standard Posted by Equious Posted on February 28, 2015 Posted under Stream of Consciousness Comments Leave a comment The Stream Flows… Firsts. I sit at a table in a crowded restaurant. Surrounded by strangers, meeting a stranger. I find myself pondering the firsts in my life. I weigh them against all the ‘lasts’ in my life and I struggle I find what matters most. Deep breaths. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related ConsciousnessfirstlonelyNervousscaredStream Post navigation ← The Stream Flows… The Stream Flows… → Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.