Memory

Memory. I use it. I need it. I look for it. I lose it. I have it. It's a verb. It's a noun. It's an adjective. Memorize. Memory. Memorable. It's a process. It's multi-modal. It's multi-sensory. It's a system. It has strength. It has speed.

 

 Rich. Textured. Shades. Sounds. Smells. Layered. Linked. Deep. Shallow. Shared. Pain. Joy. Aha's!

Can I choose to forget? Can I choose to remember?  Am I forced to recall?  Can I learn to remember?  Can I learn to forget? 

Memory occurs in the moment or after the passage of time. Learning and memory are sisters. Memory dresses in seconds, minutes and hours. She exists in the dimension of space, time and distance.   

Memory can trigger my heart rate and increase my breathing and make my palms sweat. Memory can gently caress my lips and leave a smile. Memory can moisten my cheeks with tears.

 

Lives are stored in my memory.