In life you're passed from one circumstance to another, and by the time you get to the one that matters you're all out of momentum; Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â it's all been used up just on getting you there. Â Â So you stop and stare at it and watch as you pass each other, until one of you turns away from what could have been, Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â and moves on.















