What Was Lost

Who is this mysterious woman? Who is it I’m remembering? Truth be told, I don’t know. One day I was driving along, minding my own business, when all of a sudden a flash of an image came into my mind. I can recall this image now with vivid detail, but I have no idea what I’m remembering, or if I’m remembering anything at all. I like to think I am remembering someone, though. This feels very different from the bursts of writerly inspiration I’ve had in the past.

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