February 6, 2022
I don’t know if memory is meant to be trusted. Mostly, in the time it takes a feeling to come and go, it becomes foreign to me again and the immediacy of moments makes my head spin. I can close my eyes and play back pieces of time but there is always a falsity to the fragments and I’m not sure it’s such a bad thing, memory being malleable, because maybe some moments are only meant to be felt once before the mind sends us back in time, letting us swim in an ocean of if only.
