I love “light-bulb moments”. Not just the usual creative ones, but also the emotional ones that suddenly make sense, or at least some of it, of the past. Like a bolt out of the blue, realisation hits home and the puzzle pieces find their spots. “So that‘s what it was”, I sigh. Relieved? Or troubled?
Not that those moments happen as often as I’d like. But then perhaps that’s a good thing? Because events don’t look better in retrospect. If anything, they become so crystal clear it breaks the heart. Some things are better left unveiled – foggy, blurry, smudgy. They hurt less.
~clouds~
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