100 Theme Challenge #8

8. Memory 

A memory is an anchor. Good or bad, it has a power on someone's mind greater than the most vicious strike. At its reminiscence, it can cringe teeth, tighten fists; lift up the face, blossom the heart. Melancholia at odors, sceneries and sounds. That's its magic, yet its curse. We're living through memories, making them as we go crying and laughing and yelling and cursing. Memories are life.

A leaf falls down from a branch, slowly follows the set of the wind until it can't go down any further. It's pushed away by the wind like a clumsy drunk who forgot where his home is. I put my foot down on it to stop its escape, grab it between my fingers. I eye it while making my way out of the park, back in the noisy urban life.

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