I have words that pop in my head. Words that linger after everything else fades. A two hour conversation with my cousin leaves me with: She remembers. An old man walking purposefully with determination that makes his body jolt with each stride: Youthful. A yellow field of soybeans as we drive by: Beautiful, Drought, Climate change.
I have words that linger when I sit at the end of each day. I won’t remember everything but these words they stay… at least for now.