diamond scattering in the park

How going out at night made me feel like being a teenager again, though I did not have to crawl out the window but just walked down the hall, quietly closed the front door on the sleeping family inside, gently turned the key in the lock and then skipped down the stairs. How the night sparkled, with frost on the grass, and how beautiful it is to walk with headphones, so that everything seems faintly unreal, like a film or more likely a music video. So many people are asleep and the streets deserted, and then inside it is so alive that the walk through the silent park now seems impossible. How you kissed me in the taxi and it was sweet and I skipped back to the door just like I did 25 years ago, as if I would never be tired.

Comments

[Flyers Online]

Wow! Such a sweet moment so heart warming to reminisce. -Sarah-

[snozma]

There are these moments where it is so strange--I am my past self. I think Proust wrote about this. It was probably something else for him. But the sense memory is there. Like we contain those young people in our body forever and they come out from time to time.