Journeying Jumblings

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It's about the journey, though  
the route chosen;
My mind you see untidy, being a
collage of memories, haphazardly
placed jumblings of you and all you do.

"Now where did I put the..
Raining outside and there you are at my
window all wet moment..  ahh yeah...
there it is"

The route, as you see can be
most rewarding not forgetting
eventful till that place, the reason
to be, to feel something of you.

My journeys are many,
along with my thoughts untidy.