32: A scent that triggered memories
Maybe it was the smell of flowers after they've been wet by the rain, that triggered an avalanche of memories to wash over me.
All the thoughts inside my head suddenly vanished, and my heart felt heavy, but it was empty.
My back slouched, I sighed deeply.
I guess, I'll just close my eyes.
And remember how happy remembering those memories once made me.
it's hard to accept that things have changed, and even I, cannot remain the same.
At moments like those, the heart is frozen, the mind is frozen. And just for a second, for a mere second, we are frozen in that moment, but also frozen in the past.
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