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Someone spoke to me of triggers the other day. They meant memory triggers. That experience when something in your current life suddenly flashes connectively to some earlier part of your life that you had not been considering at all . . . and now it is all that you can see. And then that …Triggered On a short dirt road lined with tiny houses we lived. In my memory there are eight houses lined up side by side on one side of the street, the other side of the street quickly giving way to swamp and dampness. Maybe seven houses? Hold on. Oh my god . . . I am remembering too much lately. Pretty sure. There is an occasional superimposition of memory. My memories drape over the events of the day, suffusing those events with shadows of the past. And I am at once transported and stuck. We went to a small amusement park today. The girls climbed onto a ride …Endurance |
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