Reflection Of The World

Resurfacing Memories

Formerly conceded myxtrfyremories left in the hands of my subconscious. Id been left with intangible emotions wrapped within a bottle of past experiences. And though there'd previously been spills of concentrated memories in the form of lucid dreams. Dreary sad tales and beautiful fairy tales resided amongst my thoughts. As life engulfed my many dreams and a memory resurfaced. I'd known then that just one if any could become within my grasp, and for me to hold so near tangibility a memory dear to me as all were is an anomaly. Once I'd gathered the essence of the thought as it evolved from a dream to the memory of a past experience it enveloped my very being. The little bike dismantled and bearing two wheels compared to its former of four remained etched into my brain. Reminded ever so tantalizingly this innocent little tale remains.