My favourite false memory

One of my favourite  false memories was travelling by train  from Euston dublin  to Mallow . It was a warm breathless day. .. I was still trapped in a world of unborn possibilities…nothing ..no thought  ..no moment …can replace  that time, when me and Bo(as in boreguard)  leant out the window of our 2nd class carriage  … our ears pressed to each others head …His snout wooed with excitement and I and he very very content creatures of that diesel fuelled continuous moment ….this was our final journey together  …It was very clear to us with the wind racing across our skin ,that we were been forced to grow ….but until that time arrived we created a momentary eternity ity , a perfect time to press ears and whoo at the  imminent  shedding of our infanthoods  and to jump gloriously into childhood

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About mauricewoconnell

Maurice OConnell is a Creative based in Cornwall concentrating on Writing and Unique theatrical appearances.. He continues to imagine a world twice as exciting and dangerous than it could possibly ever be View all posts by mauricewoconnell

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