Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

Memories slipping away like that. Spines of books fading. Reasons becoming blurred. One by one the sharp edges fall off until only vignettes remain. I remember a grassy bank just before it was time to catch the train to barracks. I can't remember the sky. I remember rocks in the grass, and a river, or a maybe stream. Water, anyway. I remember not wanting that moment to end. Knowing that I was as happy then as I was ever likely to be.