You know how there are times in your life that you always look back on? Like, these life-defining times, which you find yourself looking at, comparing things to, and endlessly re-living?
Everybody’s got ‘em. I know I do.
There’s also this whole element to these memories, where you really wish that you could gain hold of that moment again, just for a second, feel it on your skin again, and let it wash over you. This would serve two purposes. One, you could take whatever you knew back then, and bring it into your life now. But, you also would have the opportunity to take what you know now, and invest your old self with it. Maybe helping yourself out of the jam which you know is to come, or ease some kind of passing.
So then I got myself into this place, where I started imagining this sort of time-travelling version of myself. Like I was able to convince myself that I was in the future, and I was looking back on this moment, this time in my life, and just cherishing the shit out of it as a memory. Trying to re-live it.
And it worked!
I really felt it. It was almost spooky.
It was like my future self had somehow come down to high-five me. And give me this big old cosmic thumbs up. And my future self knew how things panned out, and that this was just the beginning of something even better.
In fact, that this IS just the beginning of something better.
Goddamn. Goddam. God damn.
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