Memories of snowy days past
Looking out the window at the cold slowly day outside brought up many memories of days like this when I was young.
The clearest memories were from when I was a student at a community college who would go to Borders Books, Misic, & Cafe to study… and (rather often) avoid studying by reading things that had nothing to do with my studies.
I found it interesting to notice/pay attention to what it felt like to remember these days from the past in my present.
What stood out was the feeling of wanting to be someplace warm, with a book, in close proximity to (but not talking to) other oeople.
This feeling that was invoked as I stood inside a warm place and looked out into a cold snowy outside, and it was the same feeling today as it was some 20 years (!) back.
The feeling is a bridge, a connection between me then and me now, between an affective experience then and now.
