Wordless Wednesday: One minute to the next.
04 Nov 2015 4 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: light, Time, weather, Wordless Wednesday
04 Nov 2015 4 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: light, Time, weather, Wordless Wednesday
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Nov 04, 2015 @ 13:08:40
How the view from the windshield changes second by second is fascinating isn’t it? It feels to me like all my memories are stored in closed grey file cabinets in my mind and as the view changes, it triggers certain memory drawers to open with triggers seen out the windshield. So for me driving along is like flicking through my life in an apparent random order with memories popping up and then being replaced with other memories – even smells and sounds as well as sights. This randomness of memory recall allows me to stitch together commonalities between the memories as roots become apparent.
Nov 04, 2015 @ 15:12:09
Yes Paul that is so true. x
Nov 05, 2015 @ 15:00:22
COOL!
Nov 05, 2015 @ 16:30:57
it was!!