Nov 08, 2009 18:49
In the short time I have been here, I have been able to research the surroundings of this city and about this book which allows others to communicate with one another. It's simply fascinate that a book can not only project one's words for others to see, it can also project one's voice for others to hear. Although in all honesty, it feels so strange being here with people who say they remember me. When I myself can't remember any of them. So many citizens of this land tell me that they've seen me before, along with tell me about the place I've worked and the address of where I lived. My mind's perspective of memories of this land is completely blurred, yet I'm more than certain my heart remembers people. But of course, this is all speculation.
Even with the feeling of having a whole life here before, I can't remember a single ounce of it. I'm deeply sorry to all of the friends I made here, this hurts me deeply not being able to remember any of your names or faces. Perhaps if I go to this party on Friday, I will be able to also greet more people in order for my memories to be restored and not have only my heart remember everything. However, if my memories don't find a way back to me, I will do my best to replace them with new memories of this world with the same people who at the time of my first arrival I called my friends and my heart will hold the memories of those close to me for the rest of my days.
frederic francois chopin