I’m not a time traveler
All things in the past are exactly where they were left…

Each having a unique thumb print on my life… I can feel their touch and remember them vividly as if they happened yesterday… 

Even though with some years have gone by, with closed eyes in the darkness I am there… If only but for a moment, I am there…

In a sea of memories that I would never trade, for in swimming their past my currents became stronger… They made me…

Here I now stand… Not bound by them but free of them… placing my hands into the future because I’ve already traveled my past and this waves are behind me.