Strawberry Fields Forever

Sometimes I read back at what I’ve written and can’t understand how I was never at loss for words. I guess I permitted myself to let it all out, to just explode as if it was my last breath of air. Watching the second half of the movie,
Last Holiday, reminded me of how it was. Some days I just seem to forget all too quickly about being brave, nice, having nothing to lose i.e. risking more, not feeling guilty, in other words, LIVING TIME.

“Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.”
John Lennon, Strawberry Fields

I was reminded of life’s (and technology’s) wonders as I opened an attached file in an email from Canada. It was a scanned picture that I had drawn at about age seven. It was from a former colleague of my father, who made the most amazing strawberry jam. I can still remember how good it was, juicy and rich with flavour, and best of all, home-made.


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