My run-ins with the past

Sometimes the past hits you, like a force out of nowhere, shakes you up with all the long forgotten memories, it’s so difficult to not be affected by the thoughts rushing in, those moments of joy crystallized forever, the faces familiar etched in your brain, those dark days, the lifting of the clouds, the smell of the wet earth, wish you could relive those times, wish you could be young again. Oh, where are thou – time machine?