It's a memory. It's a feeling. It is a place and a time and an event and none of these at all. It is the greatest moment, something I must at all costs regain, and it is something that may never have happened. It is the mystery within my mind, a mystery that only I can solve.
And yet...if what I seek is so important (because it is, is is...it is more important than I can fully express in words), why have I never come close to achieving it? Wvery time something reminds me of it, the sensation fades before I can recall anything more than the following:
-it may have something to do with a bar
-it may have something to do with a school trip
-it may have something to do with a film
-it may be connected to a certain album which Ariel let me listen to and which I subsequently bought for under eight dollars (it certainly revolves around music)
In fact, I should perhaps have called this post something entirely different.
Yeah, but look at my face, ain't this a smile?
I'm happy when life's good
And when it's bad I cry
I've got values but I don't know how or why
Leading in a dark place.
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