It’s been a while – the past few months have been a blur – emotionally, physically, mentally. All the same really, all linked, all part of the same being.
The fog or blur is beginning to clear- focus, let’s hope it’s not just a fleeting moment of clarity.
I have been reading both fictional and philosophical material that has somehow merged into an understanding of how memory can be unreliable, is subjective. Which contradicts my claim to now understand it.
Time, memory, dreams, death, themes that resonate with my current mood, my current focus.
Fading away an apt description of ageing,
becoming invisible, not present, not heard.
time memory , blink, and a lifetime has been lived, gone, happened, forgotten.