I remember vividly the pangs of lost love.

Just as thriving love feeds the muse of poetry, the pangs of loss does inspire many songs too.

There is something about lost love that bends the space and time, skews logic, warps your senses and yet still lures like an addicts opium.There is something about lying in bed, curled up, face buried in a tear stained pillow, yearning that seems so sad yet alluring.

Are we really missing what once was? Are we missing what it could have been? Or are we hoping for what it will be?

Armed Forces Members: What do YOU need to have memorized for your daily work? Stats? Figures, numbers, names? Let me know and I will write as many articles as I can to assist you in your memory needs or challenges. I hope I can make your memory tasks easier, or at least somewhat more enjoyable.