(Journaling on public transit)
Earlier today, I had a quick ‘fizzle’ of a memory that I would never have imagined experiencing again. The irony is, I’ve since forgotten the specifics, but am left with the emotional impression.
I was trying to liken this phenomenon to something visceral, and came up with this:
The memory resides in a mindful ‘distributor cap’ of sorts — something causes the appropriate ‘plug wire’ to connect to the relative ‘spark plug’, and it fires — once — in the cylinder.
BANG!!
Interesting…
Time to connect to the subway…
Jon Mychal / Toronto Sept 18 2010
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