The sound of a faint voice, as if from a far, far, far distance . . .

Hello!

So faint, you question your own keen sense of hearing as you distinguish more words . . .

I've been gone a while - but I'll be back . . . someday . . . soon!

As you try to make sense of the voice, one that sounds so familiar and yet so entrenched in your memory, you slowly begin to perceive the human form, still a long, long, long way off.

And you remember. A friend you used to have. She had a blog - what was it called? Park Lane? Lindsey Avenue? The Carved Bear?