In Anticipation & In Memory

When I weave I get into an unbroken rhythm of thought. It brings up memories & thoughts that live between my mind’s youth & adulthood.  In that state I seem to be protected from the disillusionment that comes with being an adult, somehow suspended between anticipation & memory. Both work in much the same way, in anticipation we await all of the best potential parts of an experience and in memory we simply edit it back down to the most delicious bits.

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