Funny how memory works and how nothing really fades. The aperture just widens leaving some things to blur into each other. But that’s all it is, just background, and what matters stays sharp around the edges. The things we remember never fail to amaze me, like the colors of shirts or the way a hand was positioned at a precise moment.
I usually forget words though, so I don’t place too much stock in being a writer.
Alice Sarmiento 