There's something about the wind this morning. While sipping my morning coffee and making my butt comfy on the couch by the window, a soft breeze caught me and i was like, hey this feels like a deja vu or something...maybe it's just me, but i really felt something. Have you experienced that feeling when everytime something appears before you, a person, a place, anything, that person or thing or situation reminds you of a memory - be it happy, sad, scary, gloomy, bitter, whatever- ? Well in my case, i just had it a while ago. The gentle wind that brushes through my legs reminded me of December- just weeks before christmas vacation. It's the middle of the year, yeah, i know, that's why even though i kinda feel this "stuff" almost, if not often, i am still always caught off guard. Seems like, they're all coming back to me now! It never failed to make me pause from whatever i am doing at the moment. It was a nice memory though, however, it made me feel sad. Maybe becasue i loved that memory so much i wish it stopped right there or maybe experience it over and over again; that life could've been a tape. But there's nothing i could do about it. Things change and i gotta live with that. Those were precious memories which i felt so lucky i got to experience it with people i am proud to call my friends, classmates, batchmates, buddies, acquaintances, flings (duhh?!). That was school days. Looking back, i always find myself laughing at things i'd done; with people i hang out with; places i went (with wishful thinking that i could've captured them all with the shutter). Maybe i felt sad because looking back, i could've done better; i coud've said the exact words at the perfect moments. Maybe i was just haunted by beautiful ghosts of ages past.
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well anyway, that's the way it is. It has always been this way, and it will forever be. I just hope that my microglial cells would be mighty enough to resist aging, making those photographs in my head pertpetually colored.
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