Sunday, June 8, 2014

A time machine.

Art by Duy Huynh

As time treads on, we may think memories become muddled and vague, slowly disappearing with each year. This isn't the case.The body remembers. 

When you revisit a place it has a way of pulling the past up from the depths of your bones and flooding your bloodstream with old familiar feelings, only this time they're more concentrated, more potent, more clear. Like a time machine. A time machine of remembrance and longing; longing to hold on, longing to go back, longing to never forget again.

But nothing is ever truly forgotten, just stored inside us like a series of faded snapshots, simply waiting for recognition, rediscovery and sometimes permission to form the full picture.

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