If I were to ask you to describe your that moment, you would effortlessly say, the kind of stones, the shape of the pebbles, the sounds that you heard, the direction of those sounds, any moving vehicle, other morning walkers and joggers, the colour of their tees, even the wording if they were any or images.. You could also may be just sit down, open a new post template and begin to write.
We’ll be surprised at our detailing of the moment, something we consciously never did, but was unconsciously recorded. May be a conscious act of observing would have yielded more details..
I feel I have a 70% photographic memory because I can remember details of scenes and sentences from books like that.
We all do, I suppose.
It is scary at times, because, such kind of memory is disturbing. It is funny most of the times because I have my moments of private jokes at the expense of others because of people who may not remember what they said a couple of years back.. They diametrically change their opinions now, and pass that opinion on the given subject as if they stood by it since Adam and Eve.
Take a moment, close your eyes, and describe something ..
found this song as well while I searched for an image
Happy 7 days, ahead 🙂