Last evening I had this strange experience where, for a fraction of a second, my sense of self was that of me as a 12 (or so) year old. My brain sort of snapped back to my current 30-year old self and was actually disoriented at the disconnect for a second. It was sort of like time was maleable for a brief point in time and I wasn’t living linearly. It’s strange, because while I think back to being a kid sometimes and look back on memories, etc. I tend to forget what it actually felt like on a visceral level. But for that split second, I felt it completely.
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June 8th, 2007 at 10:17 am
I love those moments. They are rare, but perfect.