Thursday, April 11, 2013

A Memory

Sometimes, when I wake up from a deep sleep, I feel lost in a fog of time and place. My childhood home floats up and interrupts the here and now. A kind of shiver passes through me when these two worlds collide- akin to the understanding gained when you are little that nothing lasts forever.


  1. A shiver just went through me as I read this. I had this very experience today - and was going to write about it.

    Something in the charts, perhaps?

    1. Given the depths of feelings that exist within us- I really appreciate your comment. It's a comfort to realize the universality of these poignant private moments. I too wonder how the movements of the stars move us as well.

  2. A symptom of age, transition, growth, or so I have decided.