Memories

Sometimes I get caught up in a stream of delicious bits of my own history and am swept away on a timeless euphoric sequence that builds upon itself one instance at a time. They seamlessly meld together as I recount the good bits and cringe over the 'oops' again and again. Inevitably, somehow, my bubble bursts and I slowly slip back to reality. Not without a grin and telltale crinkles in the corners of my eyes.