She strikes at you when you least expect it
You might be left humming happily or totally devastated
The scientists relate such an event to the brains
The artists, to the heart
Like the rain
She may be dismal or torrential
Memory...
For me,
Its the unprecedented weather
The sip of the freshly brewed coffee
The quest to forage for food in the middle of the night
The thought of tantalizing gastronomy
And being hungry together
The presence of comfort
Uncertainties
Determination
A sense of belonging
Reflections of not only the moon in the pond
The rush, the activities and the upbeat
The diversity of my companions
You resurface from my memory lane
Stop it!
Memory memory, you are failing me...
