Monday, July 29, 2013

In the twilight

Sometimes snippets of conversation suddenly drift into my mind, as I stand on the escalator, or as I walk home or make my way to my next destination. Just an extract, out of context, and I just cannot place where or when it took place. But so familiar, almost tangible, as if I had heard it or spoken it aloud in real life before. I do not know if they are memory or imagination. Did the conversation really happen? Or did I just conjure it in my mind?

And then it's gone, fleetingly, and I can't remember it again.

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