Wednesday, August 9, 2017
In many cases, I deliberately lose myself in remembering a day from decades ago. Summers, especially, provide pockets of memory that are fresh whenever I visit. I wonder if this is because, as a child, I had a lot of time where I was free to occupy myself however I chose.
Often I chose to get myself as close to the water's surface as I could. It was a whole other world there, under the surface.