I remember walking down 34th street behind some guy who had a cool walk….so I started to copy him as I was walking along and I had this thought that here I am at the very beginning of my life……wow! New York City. Here I am. What a trip! That;s what I was thinking and noticing this moment as it has clearly shown up here so many years later.
Funny. I never know which memory will pop up at any particular time…like then…like now. Memories are funny too. not, you know just funny the way they show up…..as if being saved for this exact time. But sometimes if the message isn’t received…that is if I didn’t really get it…. well sometimes they will come back around until I do….and when I do then it seems they’re gone for good. Not all of them just the ones i need to release.