a funny thing indeed.
We can easily remember one thing and just as easily forget the other. Some memories stick to us for decades, some vanish more and more as time goes by. Sometimes we remember the way we were dressed on our first date or the songs we danced to during out homecoming party. Sometimes it’s the harsh wind or the sit in the bus or the cat crossing the street we remember. Some memories are relevant, others are not, but still we do remember. Sometimes memories are so vivid and so distinct, but still we doubt they are real.
You see, our minds are playing tricks with us. Always. And all we can do about it – just accept these strange games.
Memories flash before my eyes. I can no longer tell where the one ends and the other starts. As they go faster, they get blurrier and more obscure. It’s like I’m looking through the camera lens – I can see shadows and silhouettes, but I can’t focus on anything. Nothing is distinguishable. Nothing is important any longer.
Nothing matters but this quiet and dark oblivion.
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