Memory Bubbles

Occasionally a moment freezes in place for me; a sensory object is encapsulated in a transparent memory bubble.

I take it, hold it, and try to preserve it.

At night, if there’s time, I look over my bubbles and move the contents slowly in a swirl ’round the bottom. Looking at it in this light and that, I try to describe it to others and expound on the moment.

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