Memories

We forget a lot of things and for many different reasons. I don't mean the little things like phone numbers and passwords. Big things. Entire days and nights that are nothing more than a fuzzy blur in our minds, and more often than not, these are the moments, the minutes, the hours we want to remember the most. The tighter we try to hold on, the faster is slips away. An amazing performance, a day with family. A first kiss. The moments slip away from time and memory like water in cupped hands, like a dream drifts away from you in the morning. These are the moments we don't want to forget, can't forget. We need them to drown out the endless monotony of our lives, like a morphine drip to keep us on our feet, pushing forward, charging head on through life, day after day. And yet we forget. Time after time we forget the details we need the most, like the smell of the campfire against the rain while backpacking that one time, or the way your dog runs through tall grass, ears flopping behind him. You can imagine it, picture it, construct it, but it's destined to be forever out of focus.

-EB