The Dance

Concretely, memory is about factual, knowledgeable recall-- and it's easy to say that it happens in the mind, but it also happens in the senses. Memories are feelings; they are cold, wet nights and bright, soft afternoons. They are dewey grasses, warm breezes and smooth skin. 

The one thing that takes me to another place, to another memory, more than any other, is music. It's always been a huge part of my life and has been there for almost every event that I have ever experienced. It follows, then, that music can take me almost anywhere I have ever been. It brings me emotions, smells, sights and sounds. 

It's amazing how vivid memory can be if it is shared by the senses. Memory is like a dance: it makes sense when in formation, but is beautiful when it's free.