A snowy day

Images from childhood.
Distinct recognizable images.
No time was more pleasurable than those childhood times.

A close-up on a mug sitting on a saucer,
on a metal table in the sun.
When the scene pulled back it was
me and [her]
having chai.

The power I’ve given this dream is bizarre,
but if I can properly harness it
there’s no story I can’t write,
no creativity lost.

-For more in this series and the story behind it, see 13 years