Driving in the rain with a black and blue sky, listening to music I
have not for nearly 15 years. The music unlocked a box from which a
myriad of memories and emotions swirled around me and carried me back.
It was like hovering over myself, listening to a silent train of
thoughts, that years later are bitter sweet. Looking back while waiting
for the future to unfold. Then hurtling forward, reliving and
experiencing almost a decade and a half. And realizing how much has
Some ghosts in the closet are set free, one discarded in the trash, and
a very few special ones hung on the door handle to freshen and renew.
All the while, the voice and the music still resonate, like the
twinkling stars of Orion's belt in the sky. It reaffirms where I was and
where I am now. A few of those ghosts I still hold close
to my heart, where I can still feel the synchronized beating through the