Beyond Remembrance

Existing in this world can feel akin to finding oneself lost in a fever dream. Like drifting at sea, floating in delirium, while simultaneously floundering with increasing certainty. Awaking, yet dreaming. Disoriented and desperate, grasping for something beyond one's current reality. How quickly the years and moments flash by and yet also drag on at the same time. Memories washing away, like waves on a beach dragging sand out to sea, the incessant passing of time that strips away so much of our lives and pulls us closer to eternity. Yet many memories remain, small fragments that cling to the consciousness and make one question their sanity. Am I remembering or imagining? Moments in time that slowly lose their clarity, as fragile as seafoam, eventually dissipating completely. Vanishing into a place just out of reach. These are the pieces of our lives that have shaped us, the people and places, the joys and the losses. Childhood and adulthood, overlapping and clashing- who we once were and what we once knew. Floundering in an ocean of forgetfulness, grasping at the memories ever cherished and seeking to hold to them tightly so that they never slip below the waves and beyond remembrance.