everything is fleeting
for a split second i have the most intense deja vu in which i recall every detail of a place i’ve seen in a dream. and for that second i feel like it means something, that the puzzle pieces all fit and that i’m thinking these things for a reason. but then i try to hold onto it. i think about it too hard and too long. and then i forget why i’m thinking about it. maybe that’s the secret. everything is fleeting. even us.
