Cool Winds

A cool wind blew off the ocean; it tasted of yesterdays.

Being by the churning Atlantic brought back memories of the past and the weeks I spent at the seaside with family. They were happy times, I think. There was a certain innocence to watching the waves crash against the shore without wondering where they came from or where they’d go.

I started worrying about such things much later in life. There was a name for it, an abbreviation, but I could never recall it; I’d forgotten so much.

But as I took my last laboured breaths those memories returned with a clarity bordering on cutting. Like a crisp winter’s day, they entered my throat, coursed through my veins like ice, froze away the pain.

A cool wind blew off the ocean; it tasted of today. Until I dipped beneath the waves, anyway.

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15 thoughts on “Cool Winds

  1. In a few short words, you evoke powerful feelings. ” It tasted of yesterdays” and “those memories returned with a clarity bordering on cutting” pull me into the story.

    “Dipping beneath the waves” reliving happy times doesn’t seem like such a bad way to go 🙂

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