Pieces of Infinity

These are some of the experiences never forgotten, things that happen that are felt deep. The bits and pieces that define a life, stuff that is remembered clearly. Some are experiences that are realized as significant immediately, others not until after further maturing.

Some are funny, some are sad. Some are instructive. Some just are. Many, likely most, are meaningless to anyone but me.

Memories that will be clear when I'm a wizened, wrinkled little old man sitting in the sun with a blanket in a rocking chair on the porch. These are memories that will be sharp, clear all the way to my death.

It's the stuff that makes me.

All are true, all are me. There is no, or very little, embellishment in any of these.