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Lost Dislocation k.

One day, I was heading for ever once visiting one very impressively beautiful gardening displayable park as suburban zone for me as settling location for me, by myself, and since so few people visiting that park morning time zone and at several minutes unreached to the noon, my viewing angle was fixed occasionally into one very older woman who almost crouched on the ground, because her warped back posture could make me seen so, almost directly sat on the ground, the impression was immediately plunged into my eyes viewable scenery judgement. But carefully I noticed to her appearance, she surely sat down on one older bench installed beside the gardening space in the park.


I intuitively she had some very unknown worrisome ideas or so secretly, necessarily getting older means so mysteriously seen externally to anybody as watched one and watching one, so essentially. But to me, those days so isolated my own situation and its draggable mind mentality was not that easily watchable to any other one, but, around the older woma, at least to me, some very affectionate impression was given and at least she seemed to be so older and own detached appearance around being alive and passing time at running lifetime.
But very unexpectedly, she suddenly had some small voice but so confidently conceivable idea in very composed and affectionate tone to me, that was like next, "You either had certainly continuous memory chain in any other one losing reality to us, you are so correctly so, aren't you?
That moment, my mind at a stretch, so mildly melting from the state, so tense and stiffly emergently postured at own anything was perfectly skeptical, in these ideas diffusing from my own unnaturally vigilant attitude.


In other words, at the next moment that the old lady was showing subtle smiley expression around discovering the same conditioned one except her, I for the first time after all human at a stretch lost all 10 years memory utterly into zero in mind, my own easy mind and breathing in and out at so relaxed feeling was made for the first time. The old lady's eyes were filled with some easy minded tears floating in both eyes simultaneously. 


After all, that day, only that matter was generated to me, though, only easy minded chewing own rejoice was dominant at my mind, though, any other action was never made by myself, in the end, I asked her to her residential location as her own address and promised to meet again mutually sometime and mutually we told mobile phone number to each other. 
The nighttime I could sleep so well at having no specific anxiety was for me the first time after human global society experienced lost dislocation at 10 years.



(Irregularly continued)




Sep. 29th.    2023