Knowing

I got an email from an old friend today, someone with whom I shared an odd and caustic relationship about 7-8 year ago.

Sometimes these memories of people creep up when sensory cues set them into motion. For instance, I heard a song that reminded me of the time I was sitting in the shade outside a cafe, writing. When I hear the song, I am transported to that shady stone seat.

In the same way music or smells can transport the heart and soul, so can the words of an old friend. Not the exact words, but the way they are said...the innuendo and the lack of punctuation, the words that are missing...Those words are the ones worth remembering.