Flashback
Certain items take me back. They seem rather random. When I'm in the moment or many moments, the time and place becomes a view from above and place I was once at. It's like I'm seeing everything from the third person. I'm me, but I'm seeing it as one would watch a movie. I'm completely enveloped in the thoughts that take me back. For instance: the refrigerator to the right. This was on my iPhone. I know I took it recently. It seems to me I was looking at properties. It took me back.... ...back to a day, when Carl and I were first married, living in a Victorian house that had been converted to rather funky apartments. It's about three blocks north and three blocks east of where I'm writing this now. I never thought where we lived was funky. I was blissfully happy! But it was so funky, that when my folks came up to visit, my dad said "If I knew what Carl was going to do to you, I wouldn't have let this happen." Um, yeah,