memories and naps

As I was taking a nap, one of those strange afternoon naps more like a little dream journey, I heard voices of children playing and laughing. Maybe it was random neurotransmitters firing, I have never heard children anywhere near this building, but I imagined I was back at my countryhouse as a child taking one of my afternoon naps. Though the house I was a few minutes from the sea it was high up on an incline and from my room you could always hear the people down at the shore playing and laughing. I closed my eyes and tried to be transfered there in my sleep and for a minute there I think I did. All of a sudden it was over. There are so many memories that we have that are accessible but so rarely do we take the time or find the means to reach them. I don't know what did it for me today and even though I feel really really sad now, I'm grateful for that recovered bit of my life.

where the children played