Lately I have been dreaming of people and places from what was the happiest time in my childhood.Though sadly short these days have taken on a mythical quality for me and I treasure each memory.With age they seem to fade but these dreams were heart breakingly beautiful.The scenes which were just memories were so vivid.I could even hear the conversations people were having.I used to think after I moved away from that time and place that I would never be that happy again.Before I met my wife that was pretty much true.Three years ago these dreams would have broken my heart ..now it's like bumping into a friend you havent seen in a long time.Which is good.It's important to learn how to leave heartbreak behind.
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thegrandvomica:
Thank doG for childhood memories. I think without them I would be a corpse, and I never would have figured out who I was if I hadn't had them to look back on.
thegrandvomica:
I think you deserve an award for being the only person to recognize my 'house of leaves' reference. It's actually my favorite book, though I have a sneaking suspicion I forgot to put it on my evil little profile...