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My dear friend,

How are you? I hope this letter finds you well. Me? I was on an adventure yesterday- I went exploring! Where? I’m not sure it matters what the physical location was as much as that I was in my much-younger-more-wild-years. I mean to say that in this adventure I became my “high-school-self” again-at least the parts I liked!

In this adventure we broke rules but not laws as we explored old places that were deserted but for the lingering feelings of those who had lived deep lives in the space. I could feel them there. I could feel the hours of emotion-filled lives that permeated the remaining structures–the floors and walls and ceilings were coated in lingering anxieties, hopes, sorrows, and the occasional moment of success.

Please don’t get me wrong; I never had the sense of ghosts–just the sense of feelings so thick and tangible that they coated the walls like years of cigarette smoke. And no, there was no smell to them but these emotions were there.

It makes me wonder about similar spaces I occupy now. Am I part of creating emotions that will linger when I or others no longer occupy that space? Will the feelings I think I so cleverly hide be present to one who encounters the spaces of my future past? Of what I feel now will someone sense the most? Will my feelings be mingled with those of others to create a unique blend of memories that don’t resemble their original source but blend into a distinct colors or melody all of its own?

 

I feel fortunate to have had this adventure and to step out of my present into this capsule of past lives; to be honored to share the blended feelings while experiencing that past-sense of my younger self.

The interesting thing to me is that, in this present…here…now…this adventure and reflection makes me…happy. Not sad. Happy. Deserted and dilapidated I think it should have made me sad…but it didn’t. I feel honored. I feel alive.

I wonder what adventures await me today? What adventures await you today?

Until we meet again, please take good care of yourself.

Joyfully,

Tivesse