I can never forget what it feels like,
I forgot how a thought can steal your breath away.
I forgot what shower tiles look like through a cloud of tears.
I forgot the strength it takes to pick up your phone when you’ve seen who it is.
The doctor made a call that took me right back in time.
Before strokes. Gergia. Writibg. Baldness. Sickness.
I went there.
I packed my bags and went there.
I went there and took pictures.
THERE had freakin’ map.
Then i got the call.
Everything was OK.
I came back from there.
I put the bags away in the closet. I didn’t unpack them. I may not for a while.
I forgot how fast i can remember.