Kerry Booth
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Memory
Memory is a fickle visitor. Coming and going at the oddest moments, dredging up a reminiscence with no seeming origin. You are walking with your dog along a highway, smell some flowers, and you remember the blooms your father used to bring home to your mother. You don’t remember what your father looks like, or your mother, or even what color of vase she would put those flowers in. You do remember those flowers, and the contented humming your mother would do afterwards as she walked through the house.
By Kerry Booth3 years ago in Futurism