This year I will not be able to go on holiday by sea. The situation with the virus has greatly deteriorated. So I will spend time until the next vacation with memories.
Memories are like a mosaic. Every little pebble is part of the whole.
Memories. We all have them. Happy, sad, warm, happy, difficult, painful, sparkling, interesting, … They are the threads from which life is woven and the older they are, the deeper they are imprinted on us.
Hidden in the corners of our thoughts, they harden like a shooting star and draw a smile on our faces. Maybe a tear is shed with a smile. Sometimes a smell, sometimes a song or a sound, the resemblance of a man who steps in front of you and a series of images is enough. One by one, they put together into a story. About summer days, warm wind, friends, joy, fun, and blue sea on the horizon.
Do you often remember events from the past?