sunflowers and your face

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“long distance winner” Buckingham Nicks

 

I woke up with this song looping in my brain.

I think it was the first line of the song, actually.

Funny how that happens sometimes.

“Sunflowers and your face fascinate me….”

Thinking about memory and the things we support….the memories that we loop until they’re so familiar that they¬†stay with us for a lifetime.

Strange.

That’s what early mornings and coffee will do for you, I guess….get your brain going in weird directions….or maybe I’m just typing…..hard to say.

I guess that what I’m thinking is that so many of our experiences just seem to wash over us and go away somewhere….and some are with us forever.

I’m not sure why that happens….it’s hard to figure out sometimes.

The weird thing about it is that it’s not always the big, important things that stay with us.

Sometimes, it’s the way a stick sounded when it cracked under our feet on a walk through unfamiliar woods.

Sometimes, it’s a small baby’s hand patting our cheek after a bath….or the feeling of wind at the top of a new hill.

It’s all pretty random.

It’s not the things that we think are important that we remember the best.

I say “we” like it draws me together with someone else.

Maybe it’s just “me”.

I hope not….it’s good to be connected.

I wonder if we pick something out of an experience to remember because it’s easier somehow to remember a detail than it is to remember the entire experience?

Like how shiny a hospital floor tile was….or the shadow that the hawk left for a moment on the rock face….

I don’t really know….and like I said before….I may be “just typing”.

Experiences float through like unnoticed clouds.

Some of them leave memories for a while.

Who knows where they go?

 

About Peter Rorvig

I'm a non-practicing artist, a mailman, a husband, a father...not listed in order of importance. I believe that things can always get better....and that things are usually better than we think.

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