Flashback

The scent of the rain
puts me right back to the moment. 
One of the Christopher Nolan’s movies
aptly captured the nostalgia. 

In between rows of library shelves
the chosen one was from the Norwegian woods. 
I remember how mundane and profound it was. 

simple sun, simple air, a plain comment:
“in repetitiveness, a new universe can be glimpsed by shifting the angle of my perspective”
It seared into my heart. 

These slices of memories
exploded within the compressed moment,
a fraction of a second
the scent of the rain passed me by. 

4.28.2026