August Of 2013 by Grace Coleman
August of 2013 was a hot one, at least I can recall that much.
It’s funny how we use these arbitrary checkpoints of seasons, months, and days so strictly in the moment, even when we know full well that they’ll simply bleed together in a year or two. Like rain on wet paint, like watercolors, these subtle distinctions will mix and blend and wash away, leaving only the memory of something as stagnant as the temperature.
But I’m being cynical. Of course I can remember more from that summer, it’s only a matter of trying. We do have to put forth effort to remember. It’s like sifting through sand for ancient fossils. We’re not going to remember everything, we won’t even remember most of it. But just as an archeologist would become ecstatic over the recovery of a single velociraptor vertebrae, we have to take what we can get.
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It’s funny how we use these arbitrary checkpoints of seasons, months, and days so strictly in the moment, even when we know full well that they’ll simply bleed together in a year or two. Like rain on wet paint, like watercolors, these subtle distinctions will mix and blend and wash away, leaving only the memory of something as stagnant as the temperature.
But I’m being cynical. Of course I can remember more from that summer, it’s only a matter of trying. We do have to put forth effort to remember. It’s like sifting through sand for ancient fossils. We’re not going to remember everything, we won’t even remember most of it. But just as an archeologist would become ecstatic over the recovery of a single velociraptor vertebrae, we have to take what we can get.
There is no rhyme or reason to memory. It often seems as if we only remember the most apparently forgettable things in the...
View full stories
Summary: A nostalgic tale of a summer day spent in Cape Charles, filled with exploration, friendship, and une...
Review: A heartwarming story that captures the essence of childhood spontaneity and the joy of simple moment...
Get full Summary and Review on Shopee as low as 0.083!