| I concentrate,
and it all comes back to me.
I search, and the memories of the past come right away and envelop my mind. My thoughts rediscover far away places and faces, and relive the same past emotions but with greater intensity, due to the sweetness of their remoteness.
I let them caress me.
I dig. Accompanied by the sweetest flavors, I plunge myself into a sea of remote things. The years go by quickly and I quickly reach that place, where memory does not allow me to go any further, where everything becomes vague.
I push, and the waters close above me.
Even the last link that I had with the present breaks. I find myself alone, imprisoned in a very sweet past of things lost forever.
Things that only exist in my mind.
(From Chris' journal, 3-24-1995)