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"Memories are only tracks in now anyway; you don’t see the hare or the lynx so much as conclude that they must have been there, and retrace the path they took."
...is a great line, a brilliant framing of this insight of memory I've never seen before. I'll be thinking about it any time I stumble over some interesting tracks and start retracing the steps they took to arrive in the now.
What an absolutely beautiful, achingly poignant story, and full of wonderful lines like " I didn’t feel winter as cold so much as still—a pause in the world, before the great uprush of spring set us all in motion again."
This is a good story, but this...
"Memories are only tracks in now anyway; you don’t see the hare or the lynx so much as conclude that they must have been there, and retrace the path they took."
...is a great line, a brilliant framing of this insight of memory I've never seen before. I'll be thinking about it any time I stumble over some interesting tracks and start retracing the steps they took to arrive in the now.
Agreed - it’s lovely.
What an absolutely beautiful, achingly poignant story, and full of wonderful lines like " I didn’t feel winter as cold so much as still—a pause in the world, before the great uprush of spring set us all in motion again."
This spoke to my heart.
So glad to hear this!
This is absolutely gorgeous!
(By the way, did you intend to post the text twice?)
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