when a chapter of your life slowly disappears and you do not know anymore if what you remember was reality or fantasy.
no photos anymore, no letters, the sound of the voice slowly forgotten, smells, colors, musics melt altogether.
and you can hardly believe that you are just 26 years old. those things seem to belong to another age. another person. and in memories that person that you used to be is always happier than you are now. time enjoys playing with us. and you live waiting for another age like that.
or you should better to be here and now. like yogis.
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