Falsify

Some songs, pictures, phrases, remind me of places I’ve never been, like it’s bringing up a memory that I’ve been holding onto for someone, not one of my own, it’s the most peculiar sensation. Music particularly, I don’t know if I’ve ever seen it, but a single tree standing on the incline of a field, with the night sky behind it, it’s actually a very rare sight, I’ve been passively trying to find it for years now, but I’ve never seen one standing alone. Other memories, standing under the sky at dusk, with the clouds, grey and the sky a red hue, the air hot and dry, small ponds with moss growing atop it, a stone fence, I have dozens of these things, false memories, borrowed memories, whatever they are. Yesterday I took a bite of a plum, and I suddenly remembered standing alone in my Nanna’s backyard, I checked and it turned out they had a plum tree so at least I know I did see that one.

I guess it’s not much, but it’s, strange to me.