I believe that it is impossible to stay up-to-date with life.
So much happens overnight, that whenever I try to write (might kite flight)
I'm lost, thinking I've gotta backtrack, I've gotta cover so much ground...
And it's still quite odd that I've no idea who will even read these words!
I'ts April now, and perhaps I'll spend a month in Deutschland this summer.
Perhaps we'll be moving again; perhaps we'll be engaged in a brand new phase of our life.
Who knows... Maybe I'll be awarded a T.A.; maybe I'll get the Marburg Scholarship.
Maybe I'll get my flight paid for? Hallelujah, all the time.
In a little while, surely you'll be mine
In a little while I'll be there
-BW