Welcome to the archives

The clock begins as you exit the womb and then it never stops. All the years go so fast , looking at the photographs , you leave a piece of you everytime you let someone inside. From deep conversations to real life struggles to the strangers who treat you like family that you never get to see again , they live in a foreing land where you chose to study abroad,  you were there once and never went back, and they knew your story and care for you but the time never stopped and you kept on going,  from the smiles of the friends you made in college that you never get to see again,  to the stories you heard of the intentional students you were infatuated by, it all gets moved to the archives of your mind, a time in your history that now comes to mind once in a while, and suddenly you are there again , feeling the same thing again, rage, anger, happiness,  love and you are frozen in time but then your open your eyes and your back in this life accumulating more memories that will repeat themselves later on , and you wish at times you did not meet the ones that will leave again, because nothing lasts, only God, and people keep going and they change jobs, and they live life and you, there you are, understanding every minute of it but hating what is happening, Oprah comes to mind, I can see her reading this, sometimes I question myself,  these visions don't stop, I imagine a lot, those big conversations they might have had, in their breakrooms during Christmas time 2000 , they were on top of the world, as they all were merry evil was planning and there I go again, opening those archives once again, remembering that perfect blue sky day like I was one of them, traumatized by it, I still cant get over it, what a disrespect to life, my brothers and sisters trapped , making phone calls that will never be answered....

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