The past comes sweeping in like a ton of bricks to the face, with reminiscent thoughts of nostalgic feelings that take you away into your memories. The past comes sweeping in- a bird in flight, talons stretched grabbing your mind and carrying you away- the past comes sweeping in.
The past changes your future when it happened.
The past tense of life- you lived it once, a moment in time- your taken aback as the memories come flooding in from the past.
I like your image “…grabbing your mind and carrying you away…”
Many futures, many pasts….it’s hard to choose which to remember
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