That moment. You know the one.
That instant it enters your mind.
You somehow find yourself grateful that it hasn’t crept into your thoughts until now.
Thankful only for another instant… followed immediately by dread.
Because now you’re stuck with it until that other moment occurs.
That other moment it somehow dissolves from your consciousness.
You can’t force it out. It doesn’t work like that.
Strange that when it does leave… it isn’t as memorable.
Strange how it comes in hard… and fades away softly.
Strange how it refuses to stay away.
That moment… you know the one.
Strange-Trip 