BACK IN TIME

How many times. I don’t know. I guess it’s continual. Every time I go somewhere that reminds me of when or where or of there…I go. There are so many bits and pieces of construction available just waiting to be revived. Relived. All parts of our lives. Everything around us. What to include. Pick it up. Drop it off. All my hair stands on end. Goosebumps. Oh baby. Back there again. Most of it an all good of the composition of me. Various editors along the way….deleting, saving. Sometimes going back again to re-examine. You know, you know. Is it now, what it was then?

A variation of me. Along the way.
A variation of me. Along the way.

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