Like when you look at a photo of someone else someone long long gone from this world and for just a sec just a sliver of a moment, you recognize yourself. Obviously your logic takes over real quick telling you that’s not how it works that’s not you that’s just some random person. But there’s that other side of you that side that screams remember, chanting “wake up” in the back of your mind. Yet the sensation fades and the moment passes but as it gos the very core of your being cry’s. Not loud, no just a light whimper. And just like that like a dream or mabye closer to déjà vu, sadly either way it’s gone.