Not only dreams are like places (and especially in our minds), but also times of our lives. You arrive there and linger for a while, before you decide to move on. Of course, you might return to some of these events and occasions, for several reasons.
You might like them (or so you want to believe it), maybe you've simply got used to them, and you think they make you feel safe in your life. It could be for necessity's sake that you need to switch day by day between different times, and experience the same again and again.
However when your time's up (whether you decide so, or the circumstances) you still have a chance to haunt that particular period with your kind memories shared with the others you spent it with. The little details in color, standing out of the infinite gloom of the everyday life.
This way you can become a part of something that seems so volatile and intangible, as if it never even existed. Though when you attach yourself to the moment, in some miraculous and incomprehensible way, you also make it stand firm, unaffected by the endless ocean of time. An anchor by itself, captured by you, and you captured by it.
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