Ancestors and seashells
Yesterday, I went to see grandpa:
Today was my first visit to the beach in quite some time. I brought home these little guys:
It had been maybe two years or more since the last time. I had forgotten a lot about it: the smell of the sea, the feel of the sand on my feet, the wind on my belly (so vulnerable! lol), the smell, the seagulls and the smell. Such a memory trap, right back to childhood. Heh, good times. And yet, it´s left me moody for the rest of the day. Maybe, as the song says, to the place where you´ve been happy, you shouldn´t try to go back.
Today was my first visit to the beach in quite some time. I brought home these little guys:
It had been maybe two years or more since the last time. I had forgotten a lot about it: the smell of the sea, the feel of the sand on my feet, the wind on my belly (so vulnerable! lol), the smell, the seagulls and the smell. Such a memory trap, right back to childhood. Heh, good times. And yet, it´s left me moody for the rest of the day. Maybe, as the song says, to the place where you´ve been happy, you shouldn´t try to go back.